Put me on the mic and I'm the realest one When you're on the grind, there ain't no time for love
ain't have enough cause motherfuckers act like they want it
Huh.
Tell me what you know about being hated for trying to make any shit that you love.
Tell me what you know about losing friends because they couldn't imagine a life without drugs.
Tell me what you know about being down but unable to stop because your head isn't safe.
Tell me what you know about being cautious when everyone around you is fake.
But you know I've been makin' it up regardless Takin' every hit to continue through all the hardships Tryin' to find the love in the mirror when you've been heartless Riding every storm, tryin' to gimmick out the darkness Right here on a starship, it's just an arson Anyone would drive like me, gettin' car sick Now I got the scale on a mic, but it's like when that blue checks On the profile, it's a target
Hell of a game, I feel like I'm Constantine Constantly dodging the flames with all of them saying I know what you're making and rapping, you grew up so awkward and lame I'm top of the chain, a carnival blood I got pummeled through every inch of the veins So put your head down and speak out of your breath to yourself When I walk in the room like you're praying, the fuck are you saying?
I did the work to get here while the rest of you sit and complain I sleep when you hate, you're mad but know you couldn't do it with less of the things that I face
You ain't on the same wavelength, no I've been hacking in your brain's mainframe, won't Stop till I see the dreams take shape, so Don't nobody make a fucking move till I say go
Yeah, I know the life that I'm living right now ain't as good as it gets.
I don't do shit but make plays and it work.
There ain't no option here where it don't manifest.
Fuck anybody who gets in the way and the labels who's scared of the shit we possess.
Hate all you want but know you're all the ones who gon' watch what I'm doing next.
I'm the realest one Back up on the grind, there ain't no time for lies Get me what I want, I never have enough
Motherfuckers act like they want it Why the fuck you running up and killing shit since
When you on the grind there ain't no time for love
Got all that I want and still ain't have enough I know that you act like you want it Then what the fuck you running from?
Been a savage before
Chasing euphoria with the rules.
Sipping since
I was Kendrick in the swimming pool.
When your parents told you that your dinner's cool.
I jumped off the porch without an interview.
You were down to be a cool kid in school.
I was drunk creeping through your living room.
Tool on me, had some missing screws Look lonely, I been with the bull Since on the south side with Snake Luke She had a nigga and his dude
Dope Money made my first album Hit the fruits and I was just produced Brody ended up in prison period I was about to catch a sentence too
Back then, wasn't talkin' blinks, I was buzzin' off the sticks, you better tip like the jammers do Fifty percent of you niggas, they can split in two, bye-bye, I was eatin' mental work, prison food Nigga, was this ever true with tennis shoes?
And they keep the pepper for the chicken, homies, every time I catch a fool For smearin' the medicine, you niggas, you stinkin' at the shit at school, I don't need help, you niggas do Naughty liable, mental illness, to get some views, iron niggas, pullin' up with a Drake finna shoot Better yet, let me get a text, strange how they made me give it with you, they didn't wanna get up in the booth As far as that I'm Clarkin' you, you are minuscule to a large, didn't really quit with a semi, could be arson to you But the arson I'm sendin' you, bitch, I
I remember when they brought my mom in the room, quote, with the board of men who held down from the loose.
Back when they said I was lame and not really cool, then I made it rap and now they looking identical.
Three words that I live by, win and lose.
Like JT, I'm who they cry rivers to.
That was for the men and women too.
Fuck everybody faking, I've been the truth.
Put me on the mic and I'm the realest one.
Back up on the grind, there ain't no time for lies.
Get me what I want and never have enough.
Motherfuckers act like they want it Why the fuck you running?
I've been killing shits since When you on the corner, ain't no time for love Got all that I want and still ain't have enough I know that you act like you want it Then what the fuck you running from?
