Woah
No more silence in the room when I'm stepping in
People wanna work thinking that we kin
Need my pockets fat, I don't need them slim
They say they got my back, then play pretend
4 in the morning, gotta get to work
When I pray to Jesus, I can find my worth
I was feeling blue, but I ain't bout to smurf
Keep it underground, laid up in the dirt
YAYA
YAYA, yeah
Yuh, YAYA, YAYA... YAYA
YAYA
Get tha hell up out ya feelings and start rapping again
Cause half these n*ggas ain't real, they just rap to pretend
So, enough of all the games
Give a f*ck about the fame
I might lose control
I got issues letting go
And my homies got beats, I'm making hit after hit
Under This Hoodie was the start, look, and I don't plan to miss
If you need a verse or hook, man, it ain't nothing free
Lemme tell you who I am, so you know that that's me
Look, I'm the one and only, I'm not a copy
You would need 10 Supermans to try and stop me
This has always been the motive, I don't care what it cost me
And it's getting clearer now, used to be so foggy
Had to readjust the optics
Show you how my bombs hit
You mumbling nonsense
Hit me when you top this
They wanna smoke up all the grass like their name was Oddish
Shawties play boys who die lit in a moshpit
If I'm not your fav MC, I'm in ya favorite rappers top ten
I'm talking just to spit and show you that I got this
I speak like an expert, but I'm just a novice
If you in it just for the flex, then stay in school and get some knowledge
Stop it
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
YAYA
It's just a regular day (Z)
It's just a regular day
YAYA, look
I know that you think that got it
I know that you think you the man (You not)
But your actions looking stupid (Facts)
You don't even gotta plan (Huh?)
I ain't here to play around (Nah)
If I play, I play for keeps (Facts)
Why you n*ggas wanna bug?
Why you n*ggas wanna leech? (Why?)
This a walk in tha park (YAYA)
I go wherever I please (Facts)
Heard that n*ggas wanna work
I keep it hunnid, that's facts (Factory)
Came from the sticks and stones (YAYA)
Nowadays, I don't laugh
Especially when the hoodie's on, YAYA
And me and death go side to side
Something like a puzzle piece
People wanna work thinking that we kin
Need my pockets fat, I don't need them slim
They say they got my back, then play pretend
4 in the morning, gotta get to work
When I pray to Jesus, I can find my worth
I was feeling blue, but I ain't bout to smurf
Keep it underground, laid up in the dirt
YAYA
YAYA, yeah
Yuh, YAYA, YAYA... YAYA
YAYA
Get tha hell up out ya feelings and start rapping again
Cause half these n*ggas ain't real, they just rap to pretend
So, enough of all the games
Give a f*ck about the fame
I might lose control
I got issues letting go
And my homies got beats, I'm making hit after hit
Under This Hoodie was the start, look, and I don't plan to miss
If you need a verse or hook, man, it ain't nothing free
Lemme tell you who I am, so you know that that's me
Look, I'm the one and only, I'm not a copy
You would need 10 Supermans to try and stop me
This has always been the motive, I don't care what it cost me
And it's getting clearer now, used to be so foggy
Had to readjust the optics
Show you how my bombs hit
You mumbling nonsense
Hit me when you top this
They wanna smoke up all the grass like their name was Oddish
Shawties play boys who die lit in a moshpit
If I'm not your fav MC, I'm in ya favorite rappers top ten
I'm talking just to spit and show you that I got this
I speak like an expert, but I'm just a novice
If you in it just for the flex, then stay in school and get some knowledge
Stop it
Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
YAYA
It's just a regular day (Z)
It's just a regular day
YAYA, look
I know that you think that got it
I know that you think you the man (You not)
But your actions looking stupid (Facts)
You don't even gotta plan (Huh?)
I ain't here to play around (Nah)
If I play, I play for keeps (Facts)
Why you n*ggas wanna bug?
Why you n*ggas wanna leech? (Why?)
This a walk in tha park (YAYA)
I go wherever I please (Facts)
Heard that n*ggas wanna work
I keep it hunnid, that's facts (Factory)
Came from the sticks and stones (YAYA)
Nowadays, I don't laugh
Especially when the hoodie's on, YAYA
And me and death go side to side
Something like a puzzle piece
Credits
Writer(s): Dante Matheis-henry
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