[Verse 1]
Never had money but my game is silly
Stroke the baddest in the city before I make a milly
Fuck a major, I'll go sign myself
Blow up your favorite artist, then I'll cosign myself
Yeah, me and Dave the new Jay and Dame
They gon' run this shit back like it's some '09 Drake and Wayne
Back in '09, we was tryna make a name
I got it, I'm Azad Mottola and he David Grainge
Yeah, I'mma make 30 'fore I'm 30 brother
Billboard, I want that 30 under 30 cover
Me and my chees all wearin' black tees
Rocking MOAG chains, eatin' cheetos souflee
I'm kickin' game young, hope you learn the importance
Disciplined as fuck, I'm determined to flourish
And I travel so much, I'mma permanent tourist
My girl pussy angelic, she work as a florist
Rappers got no heart with all these flat lines
It's a new era, shit I seen too many capsize
Keep my name clean 'cause the feds watchin'
I be livin' every day like the dead watchin'
Up early, two cups of philz coffee
Eye my prey and then I really get to hawkin' like Brian Dawkins
Up early, runnin' circles round these joggers
Fucked your bitch and I ain't scared to make it awkward, bro I'm lionhearted
[Verse 2]
I'm like Hov mixed with DJ Khaled
I ain't scared to say I got three great talents
I pick up slack if my teammates challenged
You're only as strong as the weakest off your bench
Never hold my tongue when I'm speaking chu my friends
And I see the future when I'm peaking through my lens
So if I believe it, I just speak it to existence
If I don't fuck with you then best believe I keep my distance
Damn, but I make my own luck
Write my own songs, I put up my own bucks
And give it straight to the public, shit I'm my own plug
You say that you're an artist, but don't even own your own stuff
How that make sense?