Yeah yeah
I’m tryna take this shit from A to B
From the minor to the major league
10 years writing and 5 making beats
Sweat equity I’ma pay the fee
But maybe I could be somebody people pay to see
Fuck all the haters that debated me
I’m cooking up and my studio is the bakery
Got the sauce spilling
Hope I’m not lost in it, God willing
Lately I’m fucking the wrong women, raw in it
Pulling out cuz I’m too young for a baby
The only pulling out I wanna do is pulling out in Mercedes
Now I gotta make it
It’s my job I’m obligated
I can’t afford to buy my mom a bracelet
Or go on vacation I’m still in my mama’s basement
Should be in Bahamas faded
Still ain’t shit, I’m constipated
Like a doctor this took lots of patience
Just my observation
Round the clock I’m waiting
You think we’re the same but we are not related
You still ain’t shit, you’re still a nobody fuck you
You can’t love yourself cuz you think nobody loves you
You don’t trust nobody so nobody trusts you
Bunch of nobodies still thinkin' they above you
Proving em’ wrong is still my main goal
At 18 I was trying to meet Jermaine Cole
Standing in the rain all day for the late show
It’s gon’ happen one day this is what I prayed for
I ain’t popular here
How many friends I lost that I ain’t talked to in years?
People that believed in me started leaving me
Girls I used to love won’t be seen with me
Don’t you dare come back around when I’m poppin’
When I started this shit, you were trying to stop it
I’m too optimistic losing now’s not an option
Man I got the vision, top spot in my optics
Whatchu know about dreams homie?
Whatchu know about grind?
Whatchu know about going all in and all out?
I almost lost my fucking mind
But it’s almost that time
Yeah it’s almost that time
I think it’s almost that time
I’m about to have mine