[Chorus: RealYungPhil]
How they thought I was giving up? (What)
I ain’t giving up (Nope)
N***as gotta keep on moving (Moving)
I might fuck round and lose it (And Lose it)
How they still doing bad it’s confusing (What)
They was talking down and I knew it (But I knew it)
I ain’t tripping bitch I’m still getting to it (Getting to It)
I’m the type to pay attention to the movement (What)
I know a lot n***as thought that I was clueless (Shhh)
You should make moves not excuses (Damn)
If it’s real then you shouldn’t have to prove it (To Prove It)
I’m the n***a that they tryna get in tune with
I was on hot they was telling me to cool it
I was putting in pain they was snoozing (What)
I put my pain in this music
Bitch I’m not tryn link like Cuban (Nope)
Make myself clear I ain’t stutter like Ruben (Damn)

[Verse: RealYungPhil]
What
And I’m feeling good
They know that shit hit every time its feeling good
I don’t wish for much but I wish a n***a would (Wish a n***a would)
And I’m doing shit that these n***as wish they could (Wish they could)
This shit for the books (What)
Shut it up and let that man cook (Let that Man cook)
They don’t know the half they don’t know how long it took
They don’t get it but I thought you understood (Thought you understood)
What
They said I was chosen
Same n***a that they said had no motion
It took a minute but we got this shit going
I just told the gang stay focused (What)
Poker face I ain’t showing no emotion
How you ain’t stick to the code? N***as bogus (What)
Wait, this shit get deep like ocean (What)
It’s a cold world like it’s snowing
[Chorus: RealYungPhil]
How they thought I was giving up? (What)
I ain’t giving up (Nope)
N***as gotta keep on moving (Moving)
I might fuck round and lose it (And Lose it)
How they still doing bad it’s confusing (What)
They was talking down and I knew it (But I knew it)
I ain’t tripping bitch I’m still getting to it (Getting to It)
I’m the type to pay attention to the movement (What)
I know a lot n***as thought that I was clueless (Shhh)
You should make moves not excuses (Damn)
If it’s real then you shouldn’t have to prove it (To Prove It)
I’m the n***a that they tryna get in tune with
I was on hot they was telling me to cool it
I was putting in pain they was snoozing (What)
I put my pain in this music
Bitch I’m not tryn link like Cuban (Nope)
Make myself clear I ain’t stutter like Ruben (Damn)

[Instrumental Outro]