Jobee - '98 Till Infinity Lyrics

I ain't try see my mamma cry
"The Sky's the limit, boy you've gotta fly"
Name me a rapper that I'ma kill
I do this for fun i'd be waiting for the deal but if I got a deal
I'll be racing for the mill
Who's tryna test me?
Who's tryna beat me?
I came from a place where a niqqa can't be
Fake niqqas man they ratted on me they said they gon ride
Please don't call me homie
How does it feel to be underrated? I'd be finger f*cking who ever hated
I came from the bottom, came from the bottom
On my way to the top
Get 'em, I got 'em
Get 'em, I got 'em, till the day that we drop
Don't give a f*ck 'bout no b*tches
Give a f*ck 'bout no niqaa who be killing my vibe
Don't give a f*ck 'bout no hater
Give a f*uck 'bout no traitor, how can I describe?
Man, how can I describe?
Shit, I can't describe, can't describe
Damn, 98 Till Infinity