Writing raps and watching camera feeds, pistol for my sanity

Lying, saying, "I′m doing fine", gotta keep the fam at ease

God be having plans for me, I let them reveal themselvesMy music is medicine for people tryna heal themselves, feel themselves

I think my confidence be pissing a few of you off

But what you hate in me is missing in you, and you soft

I be biting, I be chipping the tooth, while you bark

I'm everything that you be wishing was you, but you not

Y′all in a deep sleep, the game ain't what it seems, peep

They muddy the waters just to try to make it seem deep

Made eight million dollars plus 200 grand in three weeks

Supermodel suck me clean, I love my little neat freaks

Everyone on my team eats

I employ my comrades, no one's looking at job ads

Not only have I seen the whole world, but we all have, my mom has too

I got a house with a gate and my mom has two (that′s a fact)

I′m the truth, CEO and all my companies succeeded

Hustling until there is no introduction needed

Hit the blunt, I'm weeded, fifth of rum this evening

The jig is up, y′all sitting up, I'm interrupting sleeping

Ain′t no money in music, that's what the industry says

Made 20 million independent, dawg, the industry′s dead

I'm a brand owner, land owner, making money, hand over fists

Never hand over this, are you stupid? Ha

I've been tryna keep my cool (cool), but people keep provoking me

I′ve been on the move (move), you cannot get close to me

Doing what I do (do), step out, and they know it′s me

What you wanna do? What you wanna do? (Y'all ain′t talking 'bout shit)

Y′all ain't saying shit, y′all ain't talking 'bout nothing

I bought a car for everybody, they all came with a button

I showed the world that you don′t have to sell your soul to be something

Bitch, I′m the truth, yeah, this ain't nothing new, yeah-yeah

I thought I heard a non-platinum going niggas say something

Heard your album last night, at best it was aight

Got some hoes coming over, ain′t shit we can play from it

Every other song, you get a Draco and spray something

Raised off Hov and Nas, keep them niggas away from us

Hear the drums on this bitch and think Dr. Dre coming

He not, it's the one man D-Block

In some classic Rebooks, off three shots, feeling like 3 Pacs

I fucked more models than Puff off Cîroc than he did

Ask Drake what I did at his crib Labor Day weekend

I′ve been shot, I've been stabbed, still waving this red flag

The man behind Demi Lovato success after rehab

Couple lawsuits, the blogs say he lost what he had

I′m like Louis Vuitton stitching, bitch, I get to the bag

Underdog 'til the death of me, the Chronic seed, the sesame

It's sound classic ′cause I got all Andre Young′s recipes

Murdering beats is like sex to me

Fucking the track is like Yung Miami laying next to me

Room dark as Kodak Black when I'm off this ecstasy

That ass getting Nipsey slapped if that pussy testing me

So come test me, yuh body flow pon′ the river, nigga

Bigger than the lips on '96 Jigga

And don′t try to twist my words like rolling herbs

You drove past my truck, Reasonable Doubt is what you heard, nerds

I see nothing but see Urkels in your circle

Diss and I'ma hurt you, pull it and I′ma murk you

Your bitch see the top of my star, I'm popping her too

Your GoFundMe only did half, she in your hearse too

Open that casket, give that bastard a church view

You died with your bitch, yeah, that's what call the bird flu

Your mama crying, thinking ′bout the day you lost your first tooth

All she need is time, I told her, "Patience is a virtue"

I′ve been tryna keep my cool (cool), but people keep provoking me

I've been on the move (move), you cannot get close to me

Doing what I do (do), step out, and they know it′s me

What you wanna do? What you wanna do? (Y'all ain′t talking 'bout shit)

Y′all ain't saying shit, y'all ain′t talking ′bout nothing

I bought a car for everybody, they all came with a button

I showed the world that you don't have to sell your soul to be something

Bitch, I′m the truth, yeah, this ain't nothing new, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah

Ayy, Russ, you thought you was gon′ body me on your own shit?

Haha, hell nah, you already know

Yeah, but I can't go for that, no, no can do

I can′t go for that, no, no can do

I can't go for that, no, no can do

I can't go for that, can′t go for that

Can′t go for that, can't go for that

I can go for being twice as nice