Without a Label

This new era would embarrass ya
It's time to change the narrative
If you ain't got the heart to kill don't assassinate my character
No amateurs
Run shit by myself like fuck a manger
I still don't know who the fuck that was following me in that challenger
Duck off for a few to rebuild my stamina
Came back and seen them talking shit bout junk, but they ain't understanding him
Cooking up I plot
These different pots I got my hands in them
Niggas out here volunteering to rat, but that's your mans and 'em
Rest in peace to my grams and 'em
Niggas on the gram spamming talking bout they got grams for 10
That chopper get to bam bamming that's just how we handle shit
This street shit did some mad damage
I try so hard to balance it
Trying to shake off all these bad habits
I feel like Pete Maravich
I got a badder bitch
Told her I need unconditional love I don't believe in marriages
Told her I'm the one your other ones can not compare to this
I'm breaking all the records say I'm great, but not competitive
Came back with more leverage
Now I do this shit so effortless
The fuck I need a label for I ain't never been good at checking in
I.N.D.E.P.E y'all remember that lil webbie hit
I ain't gotta keep on going cause I know y'all ain't that good at spelling shit
My ex bitch extra lame
I moved on to better things
I took off that era chain
I'm never trying to settle things
Still got love for T
I hope he get better in every game
But I'm like fuck stunna
You ain't the boss you the middle man

I ain't no pest so I ain't go duck when you throw your weight around
They know I'm bound to make it out so they go try to take me out
Imma double back and make a bag bigger than your favorite house
100 acres what I'm thinking bout
Nigga that's go be my baby house
They selling dreams, but they too cheap so I don't shop
They play with Beezo then it's back to bending blocks
I'm in that mood I just been trying to smoke a opp
Made them rumors about me ratting on my dawg come to a stop
He thought this was San Andreas played on that bike and he got shot
Bro been jocing on that charge for a few years we thought he forgot
Imma tell you what it is
And imma tell you what it's not
These niggas out here banging slime
They momma tissue full of snot

Bitch I did it without
A label
Remember I ain't have no house
No cable
Now I'm all in Portland going out
For bagels
I'm the reason for these wildfires bitch don't make me blaze you
I went my route and I did it without
A label
I'm him not them so nigga why
Would I praise you
Can't count me out did it without
The favors
Sean just hit me up and said I doubt it a faze you
My dawg know I'm able

Bigger blessings knocking down my door shit into cave through
That money shit like music to my ears we play the same flute
Built this from the ground up so you just gotta respect my game
You can't talk down on the kid cause whatever it is they know it ain't true
They say that I changed
I switched locations then I changed views
I don't even know why I'm talking to these niggas
I don't entertain fools
A eye for a eye
We die you die
You know we play by the same rules
Look check this out
I'm tied tight with my hittas
Y'all like to aim loose
They shooting everywhere
They shoot and they don't stare
My sis want Louie boots Im finna cop her every pair
You can't snake me I'm on game
I'm too enlighten
I'm very aware
Just a diamond in the rough you can tell he rare