[Hook: Sweet]
You don't wanna see me shine
So I know you don't respect my grind
Who let these haters on the inside?
Tell me how could I have been so blind?

[Verse: Deante' Hitchcock]
Look
If that hate ain't from your heart then I don't fuckin' want it
If that love ain't from your soul then I don't fuckin' want it
If you ain't tryna get it now then I don't fuckin' see ya
If she don't love me while I'm down then I don't fuckin' need her
We on the come up here and now, baby, that ain't no secret
They been sleep, I been chasing a dream
Know it seem like with all this weight on my shoulders I fold or throw in the towel
But losing ain't never been my type of thing
I'm a king, n***a, recognize it
Running shit, I feel like I'm exercising
Swear that it's gon take more than Alex Trebek to jeopardize this shit that we been workin' on
Me and my n***as next in line, and
I'm up here testifying, Pastor Kerney Thomas in the pulpit
Matador flow, dodging the bullshit
It's just a warning shot, GOOD ain't even the full clip
I'm on some movie shit, out here livin' faster and furious
I'm tryna fuck up the movement, right now it's ludicrious
Homie, I know some folks and some places that hated on us on some numerous occassions
Man I been waitin' for a long long time to see the looks on they faces
Underplanned and estimated
I guess there's a lesson, ain't it?
You live and you learn
Small timers, I got bigger concerns
All them n***as stuck in the city and we moving
Guess you only make it far as all the bridges you burn
Boy if there's one thing I learned about the tables is they always can turn (straight up)
It's fair warning, Steph Curry meets Air Jordan
Moving through the city like a bad doorman
N***as waisting time, I just can't afford it
I been spending mine on these damn recordings
Tryna get my cousins out them damn apartments
Life ain't what we thought it was, them bitches scandalous
And n***as that you grew up with ain't them n***as you standing with
And when you think you can't be touched on some MC Hammer shit
Them hammers hit, now your dreams splattered across the canvases
Cause n***as jealous
[Hook: Sweet]
You don't wanna see me shine
All cause n***as jealous
So I know you don't respect my grind
Who let these haters on the inside?
Tell me how could I have been so blind?
Tell me how could I have been so blind?

[Outro: Sweet & Deante Hitchcock]
You don't wanna see me shine
So I know you don't respect my grind
If that love ain't from your soul then I don't fuckin' want it