Look, I keep it real, a lot of shit is changing for me A lot of people I knew before is changing with me Actin different for sure, I ain't complaining but geez Y'all got me cutting you out with no hesitation from me I swear these rappers ain't even rappers they be actin like hoes They be feenin' for attention, steady begging for more Fuck them all if they involved with tryna get me to choke Bitch I'm the, fucking greatest, that's what everyone knows I swear to God my shit popping like my ears on this airplane Moving up on flights like I'm walking up a staircase Reaching for my dreams, I know success is a rare taste That's why I feed off myself and don't pick off their plates Now I'm my own chef, they should know that, yeah I've been focused, and now they noticed, yeah Money flowed in, that's a bonus, yeah That's just a bonus, it's not the motive I got a lot more to work for than just the money itself I'm tryna build relationships with those not here for theyself Yeah I'm talking 'bout leeches cus' they approach and I tell 'em to be gone Cus I ain't stressing more than what I've been dealt And yeah I prolly sound selfish but fuck it, I cannot help it I've been surrounded by people and now that shit's overwhelming Like who the hell could I trust? How the fuck they gon' help me? They steady making me promises but they never have dealt it, yeah They talk to me because they each want something Now I start to feel the pain, 'cause the fakes keep coming I ain't worried bout' the reign but the rain keeps coming Now it's all up in my face, now I can't see nothing, yeah And I don't even see nothing All I need is the headphones with the beats bumping, yeah And I don't need to see nothing All I need is the headphones with the beats bumping Mama raised me to do right, mama raised me to do good She gave me this gift of life, always told me "keep it true" I asked her, "would I pay a price," and she said "yeah you prolly would But that's what happens when you real to people who don't know what's good" But that's right, and I've lived to learn that that's right And it hurts to learn about life, and all the different ways that it might Not go your way and that's hard to watch You can't fight the facts, you give it all you've got You gotta live to work and then work the plot On something big that don't ever stop Now I'm my own chef, they should know that, yeah I've been focused, and now they noticed, yeah Money flowed in, that's a bonus, yeah That's just a bonus, it's not the motive Ok now all these rappers pussies, leave 'em bleeling like they menstruate Try to make me crack and distress, but I can't break I struggle but my positivity is what they can't take So they say I'm lying with everything that my pen states, get it? I don't think you did, they'd rather pick your flaws and say "the kid is sick" If that's how they feel, it is what it is, but don't get mad when you see a different kid Working, tryna get filthy rich, you gave me shit for the life I picked That's why when the dollars start flowing in And you low on dough, you ain't getting shit And now I'm doing what I love that's what they hate for Tryna make a living, it's a given I'mma make more If we talking money, shit as far as the cake go They say my drive for cheese is pitiful I'm like, "Okay, so? "