Mean something
Hopped out a plane or backflipped up out a dragons mouth
King up in my city all the Klouds is like the captains now
And all the crowds is taking pictures what's the caption bout ?
Joey trap is hard as fuck or joey trap is trash with clout
A thousand n***as could tell me that I'm the greatest
But in my consciousness I still focus more on haters ,gotta
Get passed the n***as who's mad as fuck because I'm successful
Cus where I'm at Is up
But still ain't even reach potential
I'm reaching heights you can't get less
You sky dive out a plane that can fly high
Once it's highest then keep rising
My brain on pacific time but still yellin out east side
Cus New York was where I raised at
My n***a June just baught a mayback
He 18
Gold on me like Mr T
We A-team
Man I pity food
Damn My city snooze
Swear they sleeping on me
Damn thats Shitty news
I'm litty with blues
No I'm not gay but I love my Benjamin's
No bank account I took a couple out the closet
The rest for the deposit then rest cus I'm throbbing
My pockets popping I'm
[Not perhaps , afraid?]

[Chorus]
Someone tell me why success is always bringing hating n***as
I don’t understand it I do good so they wanna fade a n***a
Go and get your bread instead eating off my plate lil n***as
You ain’t work as hard as me the proof is in yo face my n***a
I don’t feel sorry tho
Sometimes that’s just how it go
You get some new shit like Joey can I borrow those ?
I can’t keep dragging all these n***as from a while ago
I don’t wanna have no click
Dont really need no bros

[Will smith : I want my life , i want my work i want it to mean something]

Look
My momma told me I’d turn into something greater just gotta keep all my grades up and maybe I can be all successful
Really eventually I done failed all my classes cus I wouldn’t pay attention to school I was just bout my paper
Anyways now momma proud of me hopefully cus I turned all my haters to something bringing me fame and fortune
So fortunately I’m winning
They all gon continue grinning
They mad that a n***a living his dreams dog
That’s real dog
Left in the field awww
And ain’t nobody got my back
Funny the n***as that "got ya back" talk behind ya back
I don’t trust no soul so I’m solo when I be countin racks
In this Star Wars I'm solo with a fuckin mac

[Chorus]
Someone tell me why success is always bringing hate in n***as
I don’t understand it I do good so they wanna fade a n***a
Go and get your bread instead eating off my plate lil n***as
You ain’t work as hard as me the proof is in yo face my n***a
I don’t feel sorry tho
Sometimes that’s just how it go
You get some new shit like Joey can I borrow those ?
I can’t keep dragging all these n***as from a while ago
I don’t wanna have no click
Dont really need no bros