Lately I've been working double time
Probably cause I'm fucking loving rhymes
Going to the top, got 'em all surprised
And it's probably cause I come from under, right?

On stage, got your bitches screaming
Cause I was killing shit the other night
Couple weeks ago, I was doing time
In the psych ward, hella supervised

Oh Lord!

I don't know why the kids at my school would pray on my downfall
I am the alpha
I am the captain
No carpet of magic
Is even required to just let a lad in
I'm a savage
This shit is madness
Why ain't I stacking?
This shit is backwards
Why you backtracking?
Tired of asking
I don't know why I was slacking

Whoo!

But why does everybody want me to live according to them?
I just like chilling at home, I work in the studio, now I'm recording again
I can barely even pay for my car, but pretty soon I'll be owning like ten
You wonder why you ain't been making them dollars?
I promise it's all cause you're boring as shit!

Whoo!

This is all more than a dream
Just got a team, to me that is something that's beyond belief
I wonder what I'll achieve
I wonder what I'll achieve!

You said this was something that I couldn't be
But what in the fuck did you think?
What in the fuck did you think?
Now imma tell you to leave!

You didn't want it to happen as badly as I did
Well rewind then, we'll find it
We were tight then, watching Spy Kids
Then the hype hit and you guys dipped like a light switch
But I been like this since I was like 10
Tell me why then are there lies in your saliva?
So defiant, I don't like it
Hope you might quit, that's a high wish
Open your eyelids, man I'm done trying

Whoo!

Can I catch a breath?
Let me catch a break and then we'll talk what's next
I'm trying to protect my own project
Lemme work a little bit so I can cop some checks

Then we'll move on from Kansas City
And every time I move, take my mansion with me
That's just a thought, but the damage hits me
That JCO ain't just a brand, it's history

Ah!

Do I make myself?
Cause I probably can
Fuck the faking help
Cause I already did
But I can't tell
Cause I'm just a kid
But I kill more than 90%

Of music today
But they all in my way
I'm tryna get the world's attention
With the words that I say

Roger that
Feel like I'm writing a screenplay
I'm airing out the field
But I'm not in the Green Bay

You listen to him
But I don't care what he say
Don't wind it back
No need for replays

Two women in my phone
Now I'm thinking bout a three way
Busted out, all bum
Call that a release date

Crush you wannabe rappers
All up on the SoundCloud
And 64 bitches
Mario'd with a ground pound

Think nobody notice that you're faking?
Well, I found out
You ain't really fucking with the vision?
Man, I don't doubt!

I ain't ever gonna slow down
Not till I'm the motherfucking owner of my hometown
Look, man, watch out, I'll give you the run down
You ain't fucking with it, that's a dumb crowd, thumbs down

One day, I'mma sell out the Uptown
Have the crowd looking like an up-down
Hope I don't get bussed out, that would really suck, wow
I just wonder when I wanna win it but I won now

Almost there, man, I swear I can taste it
Don't shout out pears, cause Rick Ross is basic
I'm the type to wear flip-flops on a spaceship
Still down here, they don't know my face yet

Know I got a talent but I ain't gonna waste it
Know I'm gonna kill it, think we all need to face it
Know I dropped an album but I got another coming
Stay tuned, cause June 26th the date, bitch