Been down bad, but I'm ten toes down
Throw me in the fire and I come back round
Got a fail safe for when it all goes down
You can kill me dead but I'm back, Mr. Brown
Actor and he rap, he the white Will Smith
Living what I spit, only write big shit
Y'all carrying nerf tryna talk bout a stick
Internet gangster afraid of the click
I don't understand why they lie so much
Mr. Put-It-On wanna try so much
Nobody care if your life's a bust
I hit 6k with my Midas touch
These cappers a virus I'm the new strain
Best crew in rap since the one in blue paint
Showing y'all something that you ain't
Did it all with an assist straight from Houston

If you a real one, you should own it
If you a rock star, you should own it
You wanna pop off, go for it
No knock offs, no phonies
If you a real one, you should own it
If you a rock star, you should own it
You wanna pop off, go for it
No knock offs, no phonies

Rockstar shit, bit the head off a bat
Wanna critique but they can't even rap
That's crazy, my bitch so bad
And she think I'm amazing
All of your words can't phase me
All of your words, just braze em
Good press, bad press, all the same
Long as you listen and saying my name
But really dawg we just playing the game
Swisher swerving through a couple of lanes
Rather have cash than a lotta the fame
You saying a lot but what is your name
I can't remember it at all
Know my homies will catch when I fall
We'll have these bitches just dropping they jaws
We're walking through malls with some racks in our drawls

If you a real one, you should own it
If you a rock star, you should own it
You wanna pop off, go for it
No knock offs, no phonies
If you a real one, you should own it
If you a rock star, you should own it
You wanna pop off, go for it
No knock offs, no phonies
If you a real one, you should own it
If you a rock star, you should own it
You wanna pop off, go for it
No knock offs, no phonies
If you a real one, you should own it
If you a rock star, you should own it
You wanna pop off, go for it
No knock offs, no phonies