Yeah yeah, has come to you Big Oh, you got the studio You feelin' about yourself right now, huh? it has come to you (6ix)
up let me get up in it now Bitch, I'm to win it now L-O-G-I-C, I'm feeling free, I'm finna it now If you know the words take a step back and it now Never I'd have to, but I keep the windows tinted now Like, la-di-da-di, who got the keys to my time I said, it went viral, I don't fuck with nobody And I fuck with you, you, them, her and him too 'Cause none of y'all a fucking thing 'bout what I been through And all that superficial you love I'm just not into And it comes to gettin' deep in this rap shit I've been to Like the pussy, push me I ain't no killer, but you know the You think I caught the holy how I'm feelin' blessed Ain't no contest to all this wack shit, it ain't no test Step and get laid to rest, boy, step and get to rest And ain't no "S" on my chest but I'm still half of these motherfuckers still runnin' I've learned everything I've and they still 'front him Like God damn, I'm the man Used to you a hater, you a motherfuckin' stan nobody built himself a brand like me I ain't signed a shoe 'cause I'm waitin' for Nike To all these youngins wanna be just like me Cut the check for 20 right now and we might see Everybody rockin' my kicks, preachin' I get up, I get up
I get up, I'm down Had enough, almost drowned, when shit I get tough and I'm beaten to the ground I get up, I get up I get up, uh, uh I get up, uh, uh I get up, when I'm Had enough, almost drowned, when shit I get tough and I'm beaten to the ground I get up, I get up I get up, uh, uh I get up, uh, uh I get up
Never address me as "Robert" unless about that Dinero Far from a hero, I ain't never hoes I'm not defined by these clothes, and It don't matter if you got six dollars or six on the creep in the end we all six feet deep Meanwhile, be immortalized on the 6ix beat and havin' visions way back in G'Burg Every single one of my homies and me had to get up out it, make a hit, forget about it Youngin' wit' a dream but gave a shit about it Ten later pick up a pen, write a hit about it And back I thought I'd be defined by how good I rhyme Not like these rappers with flows, but look good online Not made to bad for speakin' bout this shit on my mind Or called a faggot or nigger or who wish he was blacker I wish I face my homophobic, racist attacker and the shit outta ass as peaceful is possible It's highly improbable, it's But still, way too many feel how I feel on the real, on the real, on the motherfuckin' real
I get up, I'm down Had enough, almost drowned, when rough I get tough and I'm beaten to the ground I get up, I get up I get up, uh, uh I get up, uh, uh I get up, I'm down Had enough, almost drowned, shit rough I get tough and when I'm beaten to the I get up, I get up I get up, uh, uh I get up, uh, uh
Ayo Trump said that shit on my last album but you tapping in a mumble let's make America rap again Industry give a fuck about rap or what's happenin' Fuck a Beast, bitch, now who seein' me? Nobody the music, this shit, this rap TMZ Nowadays everyone divided, so I collided with to preach that Go now boy and preach that Wash my hands of negativity, word to three stacks So fresh, so clean, who the illest on the Wu-Tang, get the 'gon reign supreme Hoping mental get out your feelins like dental This shit is consequential, lightin' a fire to the Can you rappers feel the flame? Nah, this won't be the same Fuck a rap beef, I promise I want all of y'all to But deep you know it's only 'gon be one Mufasa I'm the king, fuck the bling, but just make you kiss the ring All these I came up on, I surpassed on, I know it sting now Don't try to twist my words and turn that into shit I all you motherfuckers, just want to hear you spit Dropped my last shit, the whole wide world it Game ain't giving me my credit so I'ma audit it I'm heartless like in '08 that's word to NO I.D Now all know who I be I'm callin' out to jump up on the track with me and smack the industry Show 'em what that rap do The in your court, Hov I hope to from Guru, woo!