You can hear it in my slang, I be west coasting
With a hustle like Russel, I’m a death poet
My dude said I should consider being less open
Rapping bout how I believe in bitches next broken
And looking at me when they with they man
Cause this is how I’m next summer, I’ll be in demand
Damn, so I don’t worry bout a motherfucker talking
Cause they do it so motherfucking often

Look what I’ve accomplished on my own
From the closet of my home
John smoke me out, now I’m copping them a zone
Cause he likes to get high in our down time
And as long as the beats hot, the sound’s fine
Keep grinding cause I really got something to proving
I keep smiling cause I really do love what I’m doing
I keep wailing case it really ain’t nothing I’m loosing
I’m to disciplined to ever slip up in the music
All the things that I used to be embarrassed bout
Are concincidentally all the things that I cherish now
I used to think that I was whack cause I wasn’t black
So I started blacking out on every fucking track
I told them bout my past and my struggle with the cash
I was pathetic when I used to hustle with the glass
Chasing dreams, in my 92 Pathfinder
Good heart with the mouth of a badass rhymer
I ain’t your typical rapper, I’m lyrical
Far too critical, so analytical
I’m a profesionist, funny thing is
I’m still tryna figure out the profession is
I never settle like a fellow from the ghetto
Who ain’t slept in days, it’s a desperate game
He was raised watching Jay so 
Young and stay gunning bringing fame
…a hand full of change
What a god damn shame, what a god damn shame
What a god damn shame, what a god damn shame
You ain’t heard shit yet, look

Fuck all these cliché new rappers tryna act
Like they too good to …down
If you really had a chance to blow
With the money causing hoes
You would never wanna stay underground
So stop saying you’re too pure for the game 
You swear you different, but your flow never changing
That’s lame kid, be yourself bra
Don’t rap the same shit that everybody else does
Cause everybody else sucks
…man I’m planning on killing them all
That’s for my blue color, workers that chilling them all
This for my ambitious dudes that still tryna ball
I know the truth about the game, I’m revealing it all
They don’t wanna see us shine, so they holding us back
But you just gotta grind, don’t focus on that
That’s why each and every time I flow on the track
I spit the facts and, ain’t nothing colder than that
Fake it till you make it, is the motto, ok
So they sipping Andre like it’s Rose
Suckers bullshit is what you full of, and I’m bout to raise the bar
Tell me can you do a pull up 
I do it cause I love it, but I also wanna make a living
I ain’t stopping, I wanna get my music to the public
The masses, but I’m smart enough to not rush
Look, watch me attacking the right fashion
Pay attention please, every single sentence please
All over the beat, there’s no doubt they gonn remember me
You thought you were the one but before that mention
…you’re having suicidal tendency
There’s no surviving on this island of …
So go mining for a diamond don’t deny it, I don’t mind
But the moment that you even think of lying to a lion
Is the same exact moment, you’ll be dying, showtime
Showtime, showtime, yeah, showtime, showtime.