Greatest
I was only 6
Mama moved me out the islands
I was only 7 and alone
I was silent
When I turned 8
I do wonders with my writing
By the age of 9
You could catch a nigga rhyming
Hittin double digits
Had my head up in the books
I was 13
I was all about my looks
When I wanted food
Mama taught me how to cook
Ain't have no computer
All I had was story books
2007 Christmas
Ma surprised me with a iMac
New GarageBand
And I knew I had to try that
Started making beats
In my bedroom all alone
I ain't have no teacher
Youtube everything I know
Started making money
I was out there knocking doors
Asked my mama for a Wii
She say get it on your own
If she gave me what I asked
I don't know what I would know
If she never whooped my ass
I wouldn't know what I would know
Used to never skip a class
Always great at math
It was 2010
Acing every test
Till one day I let it pass
And I did the math
I ran all the numbers up
Saw another path
I was great at sports
Should see my 40 dash
Played division 1
I started on the grass
Had some haters hating on me
With they hating ass
So you know I fucked they girlfriends
Made them kiss my ass
Graduation headed
I didn't need no extra credit
I didn't even walk the stage
For my graduation exit
I was playing Call of Duty
Had McDonald's lunch and breakfast
They was working on they bachelors
I was working on my business
Back in 14'
I was out there in Los Angeles
Selling CD's with some ladies
In bikinis out in Venice
Dreams of Ghinis
At the Teenies
Peoples Choice
At the BET awards
Red carpet with the boys
I don't need a plaque
Just to tell you that I made it
I don't need a rack
Just to tell em that I paid it
I don't Facebook
To tell me that I'm hated
I don't need to cap
Just to tell them in the greatest
I don't need a map
Still tell you where your place is
I ain't even at the trap
I been working out the basement
I don't need to count
I could tell what the weight is
I don't need accounts
I could spend it how I made it
Greatest
You know I'm one of the greatest
You know I'm one of the greats
You know I'm one of the greats
I'm going down as the greatest
I'm going down as the greatest
You know I'm one of the greats
You know I'm one of the greatest
Greatest
20 Years old
Drop shoulda went gold
But nobody would hear me out
So I went cold
Pushed cars then returned with a goal
Promised that they gon hear me now
I was so broke
Oh no
Nobody else know
With the whips I was driving round
Felt like I sold my soul
For a lot of zero's
From the looks of my bank account
I was only 24
They told me I had to chance meet
Said they send me to Miami
Just so I could feel the heat
Round the same time
Another business offer in these streets
Either way I thought I'd be in a Lambo in a week
It was so cap
All I ever wanted was a deal
It was so trash
Had a nigga all up in the feels
So I took that
Put it into every single meal
And I took back
Everything that made a nigga real
I don't need a plaque
Just to tell you that I made it
I don't need a rack
Just to tell em that I paid it
I don't Facebook
To tell me that I'm hated
I don't need to cap
Just to tell them in the greatest
I don't need a map
Still tell you where your place is
I ain't even at the trap
I been working out the basement
I don't need to count
I could tell what the weight is
I don't need accounts
I could spend it how I made it
Mama moved me out the islands
I was only 7 and alone
I was silent
When I turned 8
I do wonders with my writing
By the age of 9
You could catch a nigga rhyming
Hittin double digits
Had my head up in the books
I was 13
I was all about my looks
When I wanted food
Mama taught me how to cook
Ain't have no computer
All I had was story books
2007 Christmas
Ma surprised me with a iMac
New GarageBand
And I knew I had to try that
Started making beats
In my bedroom all alone
I ain't have no teacher
Youtube everything I know
Started making money
I was out there knocking doors
Asked my mama for a Wii
She say get it on your own
If she gave me what I asked
I don't know what I would know
If she never whooped my ass
I wouldn't know what I would know
Used to never skip a class
Always great at math
It was 2010
Acing every test
Till one day I let it pass
And I did the math
I ran all the numbers up
Saw another path
I was great at sports
Should see my 40 dash
Played division 1
I started on the grass
Had some haters hating on me
With they hating ass
So you know I fucked they girlfriends
Made them kiss my ass
Graduation headed
I didn't need no extra credit
I didn't even walk the stage
For my graduation exit
I was playing Call of Duty
Had McDonald's lunch and breakfast
They was working on they bachelors
I was working on my business
Back in 14'
I was out there in Los Angeles
Selling CD's with some ladies
In bikinis out in Venice
Dreams of Ghinis
At the Teenies
Peoples Choice
At the BET awards
Red carpet with the boys
I don't need a plaque
Just to tell you that I made it
I don't need a rack
Just to tell em that I paid it
I don't Facebook
To tell me that I'm hated
I don't need to cap
Just to tell them in the greatest
I don't need a map
Still tell you where your place is
I ain't even at the trap
I been working out the basement
I don't need to count
I could tell what the weight is
I don't need accounts
I could spend it how I made it
Greatest
You know I'm one of the greatest
You know I'm one of the greats
You know I'm one of the greats
I'm going down as the greatest
I'm going down as the greatest
You know I'm one of the greats
You know I'm one of the greatest
Greatest
20 Years old
Drop shoulda went gold
But nobody would hear me out
So I went cold
Pushed cars then returned with a goal
Promised that they gon hear me now
I was so broke
Oh no
Nobody else know
With the whips I was driving round
Felt like I sold my soul
For a lot of zero's
From the looks of my bank account
I was only 24
They told me I had to chance meet
Said they send me to Miami
Just so I could feel the heat
Round the same time
Another business offer in these streets
Either way I thought I'd be in a Lambo in a week
It was so cap
All I ever wanted was a deal
It was so trash
Had a nigga all up in the feels
So I took that
Put it into every single meal
And I took back
Everything that made a nigga real
I don't need a plaque
Just to tell you that I made it
I don't need a rack
Just to tell em that I paid it
I don't Facebook
To tell me that I'm hated
I don't need to cap
Just to tell them in the greatest
I don't need a map
Still tell you where your place is
I ain't even at the trap
I been working out the basement
I don't need to count
I could tell what the weight is
I don't need accounts
I could spend it how I made it
Credits
Writer(s): Darian King
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