My curriculum vitae for those that don't know 10 years in and I feel like I'm on my own though Changed the game up like Steph Curry from the logo The industry disrespect, is getting loco You must be sniffing OMO in the office The playlisters skip it Sound a little too different Maybe overly artistic 6 months pass another plaque gets delivered 'Cause the fans keep on spinning so I owe them my existence What's the friction? More plaques than I can hang I need a bigger space Three top 10 albums, then a rock album, that's legend traits Came without a pot to piss in, Not putting my dick away Until I'm done, anyone that's in the way, can get a spray So usually I'm humble, I've got the shits today How many times we break the ticket page? First one to sign in USA, first Aussie to spit to Sway And women I slay, wifey out my league like I'm Nick Lachey Women seem to like me 'cause I make them laugh Guys like me 'cause my journey reflects their path And the crazy bars, if you're not first you're last But I make it last, well first fades fast I'm still on this ladder gazing up While snakes in the grass hiss My only focus is outlasting trends Like I'm Outkast and Prince While you janky little rappers dick-ride the next thing Or have a gang scrap behind KFC, next to the bins Or hit the pipe, go live and jibber jabber Your father should've worn a prophylactic, now you're over-acting Every week, a new rapper talking like the mafia 'Bout as real as Narnia, and what's even funnier? I've still never been to the ARIAs Listen, in Sydney we did 5k tickets From the industry – crickets 4.5 in Melbourne and I don't mean the Richter Sometimes I hate rap but I could never quit her My fans waiting for the blow-up, maybe it's the accent I'm convinced it's timing 'cause I know it's gonna happen Moved to LA, spent my tour profits on that rent Then Peezo died, he wouldn't have wanted me to 'lax then Kept on going flat chat, that was Starry Night recording Would've been even better if I wasn't mourning Found my girlfriend then was cheating, accidentally caught them Barely even told nobody, wanted to seem strong then I think my friends don't wanna know, sorry if I'm not that open I just start another album, say the songs are loading Floating on a beat, hope the music cross the oceans Did it all with no promotion but I got devotion 'Til I'm home bummin' out my friends' pouches On the very same couches where I used to dream about this I see the self-doubt in my doubters It's way too late for my flowers I'm gonna need your gardens and your houses I'm gonna need it written down and signed That when you were doubting I, you were fucking out your mind My next shit is my best shit, all you boys are out of time August 2, The Necklace, that's a platinum album shine Let me shine, jeez!