got my own sound man it's goin down

sitten back just thinkin bout these big plans, people agreeing with me like you don't understand, you just wanna be in front of hoes with the man, $#&@ happened to help I was stuck in quicksand, I struggled but got out didn't even need a hand, now I'm in the studio with some forks and some pans, about to cook some music for these rapoholic fans, a lot don't give a $#&@ till you buy some ray bans, or Louis or Gucci and all that otha %#@!, I'd rather buy a pound and some food with that %#@!, cuz you don't know bout struggles you just actin like a (*##$, tryna take pictures and videos of yo %#@!, yea its disrespect, I'm just a ghetto soul wit some big ol checks, get off my chest, let me progress, I'm too smart imma pass all yo tests, imma need accountants for my $$#ets, you gettin this? Or you gettin that? it don't really matter I just know I ain't wack, what you mfers know about that...


I just laugh
All these autotune hits won't last

Stick to the script
Stick to the script


Stick to the script, why is yo chick on my dick, don't ask me stupid questions bout lovers and affection, KB is on some otha %#@! tryna hit them sessions, late nights thinkin bout them days I was learnin lessons, soon as I put this %#@! on YouTube I better see progression, cuz I've been workin out doing push-ups by the couch, payin bills off I hope my fam never sees a drought, they ask me bout college but I wanna astonish everybody with this musical life I don't type I write alright