Hello,
My name is Mxtive, and I’m reaching every goal that I set, so
One day I’ll turn my dreams into reality all because I fucking said so
One day soon I might be whipping a foreign from taking a ride on these metros
And just because you don’t know my fucking name doesn’t mean- you know what, let’s go
I’ve been underrated for like all of my life
And I don’t really get it ‘cuz i’m better than like
Half the fucking rappers who be gripping a mic
They’ve only got a spark but I’ve got the whole light
I might spit it quick but you know what I’m saying
If you see me on my shit then you know I ain’t playing
You better know the name or I’m gonna start preying
But I ain’t talking God, I mean that I’mma start slaying
Imma fucking prodigy, a bit of an anomaly
I’m a little weird but i’ll never be a wanna be
I’m a commodity, and you is a comedy, and i’m laughing at the fact that you thought you could body me
You might not know me, but I’ll fuck you up
Shooter be shooting, and I’ve got it tucked
This pen in my hand is just ready to bust
If I aim it at you, then you’re already done
Clean with the shots like I’m John Wick
Killin' off comp like a convict
Goat level, on my God shit
Crowd up on that “oh my god” shit
I’m where I am ‘cause I’m hot shit
You where you at ‘Cause not shit
I only believe I’m a God because of the way I be making these profits

Oh
Oh
You gon’ know the name
You gon’ know the name
You gon’ know the name, know the name, know the name
You gon’ know the name
You gon’ know the name
Bitch, you gonna know

If you don’t know me now, you gon’ know me soon Overlooking me’s how you meet your doom
I reach the sky and I grab the moon
And I blow it up like NF’s balloons
Oh, we sound alike? I don’t think I fucking asked ya
He might be the sensei, but I’m my own master
I don’t got a label so I own my own masters
Doing it alone only makes it go faster
Independent is the way to go
I’ve been dropping albums, I’m like 8 and 0
Been going crazy you ain’t even know
you ain’t even know we ain’t even no
I’m building up while I’m laying low
You ain’t building shit ‘cause you hating, hoe
I making these ways and I’m paving these roads
And I’m just doing me and I know that you hate it, oh
Go ahead hate me ‘cause I’m just a no name
Go ahead hate me ‘cause I don’t got no shame
Go ahead hate me ‘cause I do not follow agendas and I’m out here playing my own game
I’m doing the shit that I wanna do
Don’t gotta listen to what CEO’s say
Don’t answer to no one, I don’t answer no one
It’s me and a beat and I’m making that propane
Hit ‘em with the gas on the play back, in the back of matte black Maybach or Acura
Got ‘em all like Rams fans after a TD pass from the hands of Matt Stafford
Got ‘em all like yeah for the mad protagonist who’s sending beats to the ICU
So you better know the mother fucking name, or I’mma do the same when I see you.