[Hook:]

Lately my life has been so crazy
Turning my dream to a reality
Remember the days they were laughing
Remember the days I was dreaming
Remember the days I was nothing
Now with my music the whole city fucking
Now when I pull up they start staring
All that shit cuz a young n***a rapping

N***as start to hate but when I'll get it they'll want it
They here stealing my style, stealing my flow, yeah Pick Pocket
This whole rap shit popping fast, (Damn) get ready
They want to make themselves believe that, I'm lucky

[Verse1:]

Give me a pill Young KK bout to pop it
Man these rappers they puppets
Don't change that much I keep my status
Koffee K don't smoke nothing but lettuce

Me and my whole squad trust me we solid
Going fast switching lanes on the rapid
My bag is overloaded need to sell it
On the road with yo bitch bout to kick it
AK with me
KK popping Running my city
They ask me how I do it
I don't even try for me this shit's easy
In the streets running from the PP
''KK you're bad'' I mean really
Soon you'll see me with the rollie
Even tho i know I'm lazy
I still find a way to spit crazy
Yeah,what
3months ago i wasn't in the game
Now watch me run it
Boy the industry is insane
Fuck it you'll not believe it
Don't wanna be rude but these boys lame
Fuck it imma tell em
Shout out to all my n***as in Harlem
You say you want more hoes, G imma call them
Aye, writing this shit like a poem
For these rappers i'm a motherfucking problem
I'm doing this shit like it's nothing
I'm off the wood and I'm leanin
Now they pull up at my shows
Now they acting like my bros

[Hook:]
Lately my life has been so crazy
Turning my dream to a reality
Remember the days they were laughing
Remember the days I was dreaming
Remember the days I was nothing
Now with my music the whole city fucking
Now when I pull up they start staring
All that shit cuz a young n***a rapping

N***as start to hate but when I'll get it they'll want it
They here stealing my style, stealing my flow, yeah Pick Pocket
This whole rap shit popping fast, (Damn) get ready
They want to make themselves believe that, I'm lucky

[Verse2:]

Iced Style AP(Damn KK), 500 for the QP
Bitch you don't like me then sue me
Bitch you like my songs then suck me
While you hate I be smoking on the cookie
I'm a savage in the jungle like Mowgli
Everywhere I go they playing my songs living my life like a movie
Started off a dream now it's getting real can't you see
I be riding in the coupe
I be counting on the blue cheese
Counting that shit like loose leaf
In this game I'm the mothafucking chief
Water slamming on the reef
Rolling a blunt with the keef
Started off little seeds
Woahh
Finally
Feel like I won lottery
Making salary
Shoes clean but my soda dirty
I make music, you make nothing
So why y'all mothafuckas are hating
See ya later
Get you fired
Of this shit I'm getting tired
Smoking on none but the purp
I be putting in work
My n***as got the perks
All these n***as keep on dissing, mm
Getting head on the sofa
I just think bout the mula
They hate to see a n***a win
Sorry man you can't change nada
[Hook:]

Lately my life has been so crazy
Turning my dream to a reality
Remember the days they were laughing
Remember the days I was dreaming
Remember the days I was nothing
Now with my music the whole city fucking
Now when I pull up they start staring
All that shit cuz a young n***a rapping

N***as start to hate but when I'll get it they'll want it
They here stealing my style, stealing my flow, yeah Pick Pocket
This whole rap shit popping fast, (Damn) get ready
They want to make themselves believe that, I'm lucky