I′m the rapper that these other rappers jealous of

I made more off CDs than rappers who are selling drugs

True story, every single aspect independentI got texts from presidents and major labels I ain't read yet

Told my manager I′d knock him out, and he was like, "The homie?"

Then I fired him, if you're watching this, I'm sorry, dawg, au revoir

I don′t need nobody′s help, it's me and Nova by ourselves

"Come here, babe", this is the entire team, nobody else

I conceptualize, produce, and write like every record

Me and Nova work the hooks, then they′re mixed and mastered by Evan

This is homegrown, shout out all the rappers who have thrown stones

I'ma die rich while your casket full of broke bones

I ain′t gon' respond to all your disses, look, I get it

Your videos get no views, you say my name, and people click it

But I′m different, you need clout, and you're desperate to make a living

But my bank account already full, I counted seven digits like

Fuck y'all attack me with disses, attract all the critics

I laugh at predictions, surpass all the limits

The wacker the rapper, the more he′s angered by the fact that I′m winning

I'm stacking the millions, it′s tragic to witness like cancer in children

Aye, no playlist, no paid clicks, no fake shit

Rappers call me gay 'cause my braids pink

Your main bitch, go crazy, so wasted

Front row at my show, I′m her favourite

I'm famous, they basically hate that I made it

Get paid more in a day than they claim on their paycheck

I′m patient, but say my name again, I ain't playing

I'll buy the place that you′re staying

Then raise the rent to the space and your parents′ basement is vacant

They call me privileged, y'all can′t admit that I'm gifted

I did it without a label′s assistance, I made the business decisions

I overcame the addictions, lived in the streets, got evicted

Kicked it with killers and strippers, but still my vision was different

I bought a mic, started spitting, produced the beats and I mixed it

I turned my hand into a fist and flipped a bird to the system

I prayed I'll finish my mission and keep my image consistent

I fixed the parts that were missing and switched the gas and the pistons

It′s mathematics and physics, I had to travel the distance

I had to add some ambition and then subtract my suspicions

I wanted castles and riches, headed for caskets or prisons

I battled glasses of liquor and cabinets packed with prescriptions

And still these fucking rappers wanna sneak diss

All over my Facebook, always tryna tweet shit

I ain't gonna keep this a secret, my marketing genius

The algorithm triggered by exploiting your weakness

And y'all can call me clickbait and gimmicks, I call me rich

A million monthly listens on Spotify, suck my dick

I′m about to drop a couple million dollars on the crib

Quarter million on a whip, I just sent my mom a grip

And first of all, I heard it all, I could write a perfect song

I Google the net worth of rappers hating, and I don′t respond

Middle finger from a private jet, I don't give a single flying fuck

Every single person I have met, pussy in person, on Twitter they tough

Yo, if rappers wanna beef, I got the roast pan

Put ′em in the dirt like a fucking UFO crash

Double time rappers mad, I murder it with slow raps

All they do is go fast, turn 'em to some ghost with the most facts

Slow clap, pulling triggers quickly with no blowback

Cracking under pressure like a cold glass, no fence

Jealous that I rose fast, y′all are on the rollback

Look at your career, it's a joke, man

Promise that I won′t laugh, say you got the smoke, can't afford gas

Oh man, so sad, you record your album in a closet full of clothes with a notepad

Strong on the outside, muscles with no bone mass

Let's look at me for a second, man, I was deep in depression

Making me weak and pathetic, I thought I needed their blessings

It leaves an impression, I feel the infection repeating the lessons

Would only lead to me, and that′s a lethal injection

And I was chasing the dragon with no medieval invention

I go to sleep and dream my life would be for me if I catch it

I let my demons possess me ′til I woke up in a wreckage

And realized that I destroyed a whole cathedral of blessings

It's like my feet were magnetic, the street was steel, we connected

I couldn′t seem to reach the sky no matter how far I'm stretching

And I was beaten to death and screaming for help for a second

Now I put everything I bleed into completing my records

I can′t compete with my past, but I'm still seeking the relics

And I believe with every breath I breathe, the sequel is better

No fear or surrender, I′m clearing the pressure

The tears I remember will never let me forget I was near to the devil

I never claimed to be holy, but I got angels' protection

I got a barbed wire halo and devil horns I don't mention

Yeah, the Lord is my saviour, but shit, revenge is so tempting

I don′t expect to see heaven if that′s the case, I respect it

'Cause I tried to cage the beast, but it′s woken up the broken locks

I'm crushing everything I see like empty cans of soda pop

You titties on your knees like a grandma who don′t own a bra

Put a bullet in your head like words you only spoke to God

I'm rowing through an ocean all alone inside an open box

Frozen from the blowing snow and soaking through my only socks

Y′all noticed me and chose the heat, so now the waters boiling hot

You hoped I'd croak, I'm dope, and coke don′t crack and turn to solid rock

Ay, I ain′t talking to you losers like you know the cops

I'm rich, and that ain′t bad for a kid who couldn't hold a job

Budget brand rappers all that Gucci fake, I own a lot

You can′t afford the way I live, you trying to control the cause

Whoa, I'm in solo mode, your promo won′t affect the drop

Artists that you promo don't have clout, the photo lights are bought

Try to put me in the dirt, I'll thrive like you are growing pot

You prototypes are hurt, y′all need work, let me open shop

Y′all don't understand me like a burner phone, it′s coded talk

Don't ever see my POV like you don′t know the Go-Pro off

Make sure that the drone is on slow-mo, so when y'all get shot

The footage captures every single moment while your corpses rot

Shoot it all on Rokinons, touch it up in Photoshop

Upload it to YouTube with a donate button for your mom

So alarmed, y′all could never reach me with those broken arms

Untouchable as alcoholics' wallets at an open bar

Unbreakable Da Vinci Code embedded in like my most my songs

Gang is full of animals, you'd think my home is Noah′s Ark

Past is full of broken hearts, opponents that I′ve blown apart

My logo on the stove, I let it smoulder 'til they know the mark

While y′all were finding Nemo, I composed a team of total sharks

Hid inside the reef and chiselled teeth 'til they were oversharp

Y′all fishy rappers went to sleep to dream of coral seas and stars

We silently and violently reminded y'all the ocean′s dark

Lordy, I really feel sorry for your corny bars

Maybe you'll improve, and this is setting up your story arc

I am more like Iron Man, you are more like Tony Stark

You're human, I′m a Robo suit equipped with guns and poison darts

Choking y′all to death like I am Homer home alone with Bart

I wish, I wish, I wish you fucking would on every glowing star

Core as hard, high-performance parts from a pro garage

All I see is smoke and sparks every time your motor starts

What more you got in store for me?

Your death threats were ghost stories

And what's next gon′ be painful

Gravestones