iGetWow is the illest, you ain't wit it get splitted,
We be doggin instrumentals, talkin hit it and quit it,
Daily writing my lyrics, and stickin to em like syrup,

We ain't no bee's, but trust the buzz, you must deaf you don't hear it,
I'm just tryna live it up, so i'm workin down the street,
Come in my room and open reaper and i let my soul bleed,

No smoking on the reefer i get high up off these beats,
Please don't interrupt my session i'm just tryna do me,
Most these rappers played out, red ring of death,

So i just keep it fresh, USDA breast,
I'm only 16, hell nawh i ain't the best,
But watch me only get better we the only real ones left,

And i'm right about that, The lights i'm bout that,
I feel like i won't win, unless i fight back,
So they comment on my songs, I don't even write back,

What's the worst you gonna say besides "I don't like that",
Well i don't like a lot of things but i don't post it in a comment box,
I just think and then i drop it like an otter box,

And i don't care whether you think ya boy is hot or not,
I'm just tired of making songs saying that i'm hot a lot,
I'd rather spit and let the people of this gen decide,

Kill a hundred songs in a year, call it genocide,
Out of my city i got 6 other men that ride,
And we got the net nuts like where men are pride,

Proud of my team, Penny, you get me,
My swagg ain't faded, it's just animated like disney,
I'm tryna prove the racists and the rednecks where i'm living

Ain't the only people living in this city,
They make it seem like we're all idiots, no sense at all,
We all just hay chewing beer drinking watching ball,

We country, just ignorant, and have a trillion flaws,
But you get here and see that we all just like yall, damn,
I'm working 4 days a week tryna make a living,

Buying school clothes, used to think my dad was trippin,
He just tryna save some money if you people feel it,
My family broke, still got hope, just needa quit chillin,

Let's make a move, try to make it out this stupid state,
Turn on my monitor like "What i'm gonna do today?"
Open up chrome, then i get into the zone,

Only thing that know me better than my girl is my phone,
Unhh, I wrote this part in the balcony of a condo,
The whole time I'm thinking green, rondo,

Overlooking the beach at dusk gives me inspiration,
The clouds are my transportation to my destination,
A lot of people tryna be the next jayy'king,

But I'm the first while other people still Drake-ing,
Giving my song no creativity, as big as me?
You better be the one who's documenting my erasing,

Erased a whole bunch of lames from the game,
Now I'm tryna find myself another name for this thang,
Cuz what I'm doing isn't rappin it's a way of life, from day to night,

I'm still progressing my music right to the top of this food chain thang,
Fame & fortune curses, iPhone verses,
Killing beats, & put em in them Lamborghini hearses,

And that ain't even comin close to when it gets it's worsest,
Most these rappers worthless so there ain't no need in tryna curse it's
iGetWow!