[Hook:]

Break it down, roll it up...
I’m showing out, when i’m showing up...
I’m feeling good, and that’s what’s up...
Need you to show me love, and show me trust...
Okay my bad chick rolling with me, I’m the Link to her Zelda...
They know my name now overseas, cause i’m flyer than delta...
Just a younging with a dream, making green i mean hella...
Got my bad chick rolling with me, i’m the Link to her Zelda...


[Verse 1:]

I’m the one that they been sleeping on, one that they been resting on...
When the odds are low, i’m still the one that i’m betting on...
I’m a friendly person, but my buttons don’t be pressing on...
Trying to leave a mark and be remembered when i’m dead and gone...
This for every time, that a motherfucker told me no...
People i ain’t ever met, want me to fail and see me low...
Walking on a lonely road, I guess that’s just how life goes...
Friends done turned to frauds, circle small, i can’t keep them close...
Rappers just some clones, i’m not impressed with your style...
I suggest you switch it up, just like breath of the wild...
You can’t walk inside my shoes, not a step or a mile...
Find it crazy how they claim they grown but act like a child...
Swear this generation’s crazy, but i can’t let it phase me...
I got shit i must achieve, you can love me or hate me...
With my shawty in a condo and the view is amazing...
It’s to safe to say, i’ve come a way, since the days in the basement...


[Verse 2:]

I don’t rock no fuckin prada, i just need me them commas...
I’m not cool with just a little, i want the whole enchilada...
See me wilding at my shows, i’m not tame like impala...
Independent, cause these labels tripping and that’s a problem...
Told my mama not worry, we’ll be fine that’s a promise...
Grip the mic and astonish, told my girl that i got us...
Swear to god there ain’t a thing that’s gonna bring me down...
I make my living off never listening to doubt...
Do it for the music and the fans, I constructed a plan…
The boy done turned into the man, I’m the shit yes I am…
I just focus on my lyrics, not no gimmicks or brand…
And I always face my fears, never once have I ran…
Swear this generation’s crazy, so much stress on the daily…
I won’t stop until I cop me and my lady Mercedes…
Or even cop me a Bentley, get my lady that rover…
Dawg I am no where near my prime, pussy rappers is over…