Awards

They know I do my thing
Been hot since 17
I got too many rings
Way too much self esteem
Not enough of the streams
Way too much reckless dreams
Underrated in my scene

I got too many awards
I got too many awards
I'm in the front of the game
I'm in the back of the Porsche
Not on the top of the fame
At the bottom of the world
They cannot slander my name
My people, we ready for war
If they say they gon' come my way, let's get it
We gon throw down, go and drop yo digits
Put em on the ground, we tie we'll split it
Never been the same, no games, I'm different
If they wanna talk they can talk to the pain
No information, not picking my brain
Me and my people gon' stay in our lane
Trophies, and medals, and all accolades yuh

Say they gon get this bread
Tell me can I get out my own head
All these people get bit by lead
One wrong move and they get left dead
What it take to just get in yo bag
How hard is it to just chase for the cash
No opportunity then you in last
You really gon work for these medals in fact huh
665 where I stay
If it's hellish I gotta get back out today
These walls getting grayer than gray
When I'm try'na really be greater than great
My momma say I got a future that's great
My present quite solid I couldn't debate
All of these awards and these accolades
Try'na know if I'll ever be better than great
I'm try'na blow up I don't wanna wait
Impatient I'm tryna get it today
I'm tryna get in this bag it's fate
Destined for greatness a legend to make
Your shawty say she feeling me
Bet she pop out like BTD
No stressing I got that on me
No flexing, they gon' come for free

I got too many awards
I got too many awards
I'm in the front of the game
I'm in the back of the Porsche
Not on the top of the fame
At the bottom of the world
They cannot slander my name
My people, we ready for war
If they say they gon' come my way, let's get it
We gon throw down, go and drop yo digits
Put em on the ground, we tie we'll split it
Never been the same, no games, I'm different
If they wanna talk they can talk to the pain
No information, not picking my brain
Me and my people gon' stay in our lane
Trophies, and medals, and all accolades yuh

You could say that again
I'm up now, 2nd track again
Lil shoutout to Madison
No square, that sis from the back again
Lil trip down 65, that's the move
I'll see my people, "what it do"
I'm missing y'all, I'm in the Stu
These plaques are looking down at you
What they gon' say again?
All I'ma see is the hate pretend
When you out you doing you, and you gon make it, make it through
And then they don't know what to do
So they gon' hate you then
I'm getting sick of the faking man
Don't want me to make it, I'll make it then
I'ma work harder than anyone I know
Mamba mentality, ready die for
Anything I want, I'll make it for I'm gone
Awards don't mean nothing if you gonna die alone
I'll be the greatest my legacy lives on
Fly like a Pegasus, higher than my bones
Then they gon' ask what to put on my gravestone
"Hardest worker to live" when I die so

I got too many awards
I got too many awards
I'm in the front of the game
I'm in the back of the Porsche
Not on the top of the fame
At the bottom of the world
They cannot slander my name
My people, we ready for war
If they say they gon' come my way, let's get it
We gon throw down, go and drop yo digits
Put em on the ground, we tie we'll split it
Never been the same, no games, I'm different
If they wanna talk they can talk to the pain
No information, not picking my brain
Me and my people gon' stay in our lane
Trophies, and medals, and all accolades yuh

I got too many awards
I got too many awards
Yeah
They don't know my stats like that bro