I know you hear me
I get like a megaphone if you try to ignore me
Hide it behind they jealousy, these niggas try to be-fore me
Once upon a time, all they wanted was to cure me
Never nothing wrong, now these niggas got apologies
Keep a carry on, got the bag that you been chasin'
Claim you getting to it, then that only means I'm pacin'
Couldn't finish songs with the shit that I've been facin'
Had to realize I was still in the basement
And don't a damn thing change until you change it
Wasn't checkin' for me, now they ask me
Will I ever be satisfied
With this life, that I've been given
I take advantage of these quick breaths
I keep my life and keep em gassin'
Foot on the pedal, no time to break down, just gassin'
Gotta keep a smile for Arron, Mekel, and Ashton
School of bad bitches round me like I'm Sebastian
Is she real or fake
Bitches talking but ain't asking
Attempting to equate
They're in for a depression
See what I produce and got these niggas booking sessions
Stand up nigga, like Usher
My confessions in the booth couldn't be closer to the truth
Blessing and a curse I'm in the prime of my youth
That funny stage where everything's ok
One false move it's in your face like a nuke
Know I'm blowing up but if you ask me then I guess so
Coming off the top and I ain't talking bout my temple
I could make a racket over something real simple
But if I make a record over something it's a symbol