There's like a stigma
About what I do or get up into
Opinion on opinion about my winnings
Opinion on opinion about every fucking thing
That don't got shit to do with you, but got a lot to do with me

And I'm wondering if I am ever going to get some sleep
Or will I just have to wait until I'm dead to rest in peace
I don't mean to just complain, but dog it's been about two weeks
Working, working, working out and I am just too weak
I was drinking molly water, dehydration from the weed
I was told they cancel out, perhaps then I should not proceed?

I'm too honest. I told you that's my problem
I'm open to the judgment
What doesn't kill you makes you stronger right?
I'm open to the failure
What doesn't kill you makes your ground harder right?
And if it do kill you then you just going to become a martyr? right
So before I kill the game right quick, is you down to be a martyr for this new rap shit?
They have them take pictures, talk some shit, and holler back quick
Say they riding but key up your Cadillac real quick

Can you really handle all that shit? x2

There's like a stigma
About what I do or get up into
Opinion on opinion about my winnings
Opinion on opinion about every fucking thing
That don't got shit to do with you, but got a lot to do with me x2
Don't got shit for you and your crew, but got a lot for me and my peeps
I learned the ropes from the richest white folks and tied me down to the streets
[?] scouting while I'm plotting on how I'm going to keep it G
While still posing for all these [?] and all these fucking magazines
While I'm maintaining that I'm me and can't believe I'm just 18
And that this is the biggest start upon my list of greatest things
Man we going to live like kings
A hundred hands for all these rings
A hundred bands for all these rings
A hundred grand for all these things

There's like a stigma
About what I do or get up into
Opinion on opinion about my winnings
Opinion on opinion about every fucking thing
That don't got shit to do with you, but got a lot to do with me

Know a couple bad bitches who aspire to be milfs
And a couple fake n***as who aspire to be killed
And they know they living wrong so they feed real n***as the guilt
And they know they living wrong so they feed real n***as the guilt x2

Can you really handle all that shit? x3

There's like a stigma