[Verse 1]
Mother would've been a grandmother, I would've been fucked
I ain't got no chill
You gon' take your half or should I take both pills?
You call it chasing highs, I call it facing fears
I just wanna be who I know I am
Apologize never, I don't owe you shit
Rap 'til the bills paid in advance
And when this song come out you know what time it is
I don't tend to try, just get better
Picture me a fake, then go ahead, shred it
I don't like to think that shit take too long
But I don't have a badge and I'm not racist
That shit didn't rhyme but that shit made the song
'Cause I hate a fuckin' rapper that don’t ever say shit
Swear to God, I wish that all of us could get along
But not until a fucking pig is taken out his blanket
I've been dealing with this nausea for like six days
I get anxious being this great
The fans stay pressing, "Is that album coming?"
I'ma show-stopper, all we know is plays
Shit, if one song got a milli' hits
I might have to drop a hundred songs a day
If this shit's a race, where my competition?
Asleep at the wheel in the driveway

[Verse 2]
Bought myself a bottle but it finished that shit
What you drunk off the love? I be wasted on the 'gram
Snapchat lit, my DM's on fleek
All these titties in my phone, I'm gonna need more hands
Superficial flow be the line that they quote
Got a bitch on the side to pay with sex in advance
Looking like an arms reach from my goals
So you wanna hit the line? That shit start over there
I been getting sick of people talking they shit when they come from a place where they ain't never done shit
Never touch a sale, never sold no tickets to a show where your friends the only ones in the stands
I done tell my parents like a hundred fucking times I'ma pay off they bills just as soon as I can
Then I check my phone, see the rent past due and Northside hit a milli', that shit hard to understand
I'ma keep it real, I almost fucked up my shot
Had the boys tell me, "Cool it 'fore you blow away your chance"
Remind myself that I'm really this blessed, that I live in a world where my idols my friends
I been stressed out for like 12 months
Hold on, think I need to slow it down before I fall off that cliff
I live on the edge, I can't find level ground
But when this shit take off you won't see me again
Eh

[Outro]
You can see me coming down, down, down, down
From asleep at the wheel