"Yo, yo, Rilès you good?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, ok, ok.

I saw your songs. you know, I like that shitIt′s cool, the vibe is cool. 'Brothers′. yeah yeah

I like 'Nowadays' and shit. yeah it′s cool, it′s cool.

So, humm.

You know I make beats. I think I can make beats for you,

Let's make a project together,

Let′s make a song or something like that"

WHAT?

Hey, I can do my shit alone

Yay I said, on my own

I can do my shit alone

Yay I said, on my own

My own, My own

My own, My own...

Ok, you make beats

Ok, you made that

Ok, you think what you do is really 'freaking hot′

Oh you work with him?

He a copycat.

And 'cause we′re from the same city I should work with ya?

Nigga, who you thought I was? No, you ain't the one.

I got hundred motherfuckers like you on the phone

Wanna work with me only once I'm blowing up

I′ve been making beats for 6 years

But you for a month

I don′t fuck with yall beggar-beginner ass niggas

We ain't on the same grind

Not the same hustle

Been trynna get acknowledge by the great ones

WHY EVERYBODY′S SLEEPING BUT THE REAL ONES?

Hey, I can do my shit alone

Yay I said, on my own

I can do my shit alone

Yay I said, on my own

My own, My own

My own, My own...

Ok you know my shrabs,

But who the fuck are you?

Lot of rats in my city but this ain't nothing new

Ok you got the cash,

But where′s your brain at?

You're recording in my studio but this shit wack

They be comparing me

I was not made twice

There′s just a lot of wannabes and many look-alikes

English my second tongue

Yet, I got better lines

There's just a lot of wack mcees and many lazy kinds

Ayyyy

I'm giving melodies to niggas who can′t sing

They rap over type beats and their flow preheated

I′m releasing the song of the year, every week

I'm tired of yall, Imma just go my way

Hey, I can do my shit alone

Yay I said, on my own

I can do my shit alone

Yay I said, on my own

My own, My own

My own, My own...