No Debating (Freestyle)
I'm the realest in the game no debating
If you a king where's the throne
Ima take it
This is raw talent I can't fake it
Ima never trust a thot cause they be flaking
I'm the realest in the game no debating
I'm the realest in the game no debating
(Yuh)
Stackin' up my checks I ain't talkin' 'bout Nike
Gucci and the Louise staying classy not a hypebeast
Girl up and left now her friends are tryna wife me
Talking mad crazy through his phone but he won't fight me
(Nah)
Ex might have left but she still play my songs
Special effect I'm blowin' up like a bomb
Dressed to impress Air Force 1s put em on
They asked me how I do it
I was working while y'all slept
Expect me up next
I know I'm headed for success
406 on my chest Kalispell ima rep
Make my own bread I'm 17 and copped a Benz
Always on the mic throat sore I don't got strep
You've seen me at my worst
You ain't seen me at my best
They say you will never make it boy
look at where you are from
But there ain't nobody like me
Can't you see how far I've come
No Grammys from Montana
Watch and wait I'll be the first one
They sayin' they gon pop me
If there's smoke I'm running from none
I'm the realest in the game no debating
If you a king where's the throne?
Ima take it
This is raw talent I can't fake it
Ima never trust a thot cause they be flaking
I'm the realest in the game no debating
I'm the realest in the game no debating
(Yuh)
If you a king where's the throne
Ima take it
This is raw talent I can't fake it
Ima never trust a thot cause they be flaking
I'm the realest in the game no debating
I'm the realest in the game no debating
(Yuh)
Stackin' up my checks I ain't talkin' 'bout Nike
Gucci and the Louise staying classy not a hypebeast
Girl up and left now her friends are tryna wife me
Talking mad crazy through his phone but he won't fight me
(Nah)
Ex might have left but she still play my songs
Special effect I'm blowin' up like a bomb
Dressed to impress Air Force 1s put em on
They asked me how I do it
I was working while y'all slept
Expect me up next
I know I'm headed for success
406 on my chest Kalispell ima rep
Make my own bread I'm 17 and copped a Benz
Always on the mic throat sore I don't got strep
You've seen me at my worst
You ain't seen me at my best
They say you will never make it boy
look at where you are from
But there ain't nobody like me
Can't you see how far I've come
No Grammys from Montana
Watch and wait I'll be the first one
They sayin' they gon pop me
If there's smoke I'm running from none
I'm the realest in the game no debating
If you a king where's the throne?
Ima take it
This is raw talent I can't fake it
Ima never trust a thot cause they be flaking
I'm the realest in the game no debating
I'm the realest in the game no debating
(Yuh)
Credits
Writer(s): Caleb Turner
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