Verse 1-
Windows down in that mali’
Only in the chevy no Pontiacs
Zone 6 where they found me, spittin’ that flow that insomniac
Ride out, I’m on the road to my dreams I ain’t got no time for procrastinating
N***as waste time, I don’t feel that shit, I ain’t got no time for no masturbation uh
I got shit to prove, shit to lose, shit to choose, I got a fam to make proud accounts to fill
Turn 19 tryna make 19 mill, Fuck Yo Favorite Rapper yeah I say I’m a lil too bold for that, but, n***a I don’t really play around
No seesaw in a cul-de-sac yeah

Hook-
Where ya’ goin’, where ya’ goin’ lil n***a
Oh you got big dreams, better show it lil’ n***a
Tomorrow ain’t promised, living for today
So I’m gon’ work my ass off and stunt on n***as that said I can’t
Cuz’ I got big moves to make
Model hoes to fuck
Expensive shit to buy
People not to trust
(repeat)

Verse 2-
To the top I come like a condom tip
I’ll remind a bitch, I’m the best to do it, no stressing to it, n***a I’m the shit, uh
I started recording at 14, I’m 19 I jus’ got great
Years passed, gotta’ get off my ass no time for mistakes no time to wait
Everyday is a repeat, what the fuck is happening
Putting in work in the studio, all this mix and mastering
Fuck Yo’ Favorite Rapper, middle finger bitch I’m better
Fuck whoever, you step up, you’ll get defeated, will get severed
I got beat down, rejected, flexed on, ridiculed
Abandoned, shits pitiful, so many times that were critical
Promises that people made, them shits were broken ain’t fall through, so don’t be mad if you bullshit and I got ya’ number and don’t call you
I don’t really fuck wit’ alotta people, squares outta’ my circle
FCOE five ring shit, I got a ill crew now that’s king shit
Weight on my shoulders, money all on my mental
You don’t know what I been through
But I’m on point like a pencil

*inspirational speech*