Yeah Let's just cut to the chase We ain't up in a place Unless they cutting a cheque Unless there's something I get Unless it's stuff I respect Way too stuck in my ways You ain't gotta wonder why You ain't gotta run that by Anybody else you know Stand up guy, I ain't tell no jokes Ain't no mirrors and there ain't no smoke I will never keen to be a well-known bloke That's just the way that panned out Sold out shows, I ain't sell no dope Gave a hand up, never got a handout Ain't no script, never had it planned out See, I met footy players, and they fanned out Forty-thou' [?] when the players ran out There was me, NFL shit, there was me Talkin' where the Colts play, not in PC I've been on game, PS4 and PC Never thought I'd see my name there: BCC Uh, used to burn us on CDR Streets were giving me free PR Now, they're streaming all D.D.'s bars Who the fuck do we think we are? Just a local boy done well I was told if it does sell It's a fluke, man, it's the truth, man There's a few things I could unveil But I'm pushing on Whole scene probably looking on [?] in the sauce, on my Action Bronson shit: Get my cooking on Tell H, get the bookings on Look around, see I'm putting on Who to listen for on the 64 Lot of work, but I took it on You know why I never put you wrong Even when I go left, I'll put it right This shit here sound good at night My soundtrack, they wouldn't write So I got hold of the pen Went from a boy to a man This is my moment again Training montage flow You know that I'm going in Always thought I was the best How am I s'posed to pretend? How are they s'posed to contend? Shit Yeah, yeah Big at the box office Look at the cost, profit 'bout three times If they weren't there through the lean times They getting hit with a peace sign They getting hit with the later, but Wasn't the small stream that I made it for Catered for something like IMax So I been hit with a high tax Still coming like Scorsese No Point Break, but it's all wavy Some tell me I look like Keanu Reeves Think I'm not the one? I do not agree I feel like Wayne on The Carter 3 Way I let the beat build Everybody be real You not been chill, if you were me You'd be screaming out like Meek Mill Still it's free Meek Mill Still I can't keep still 'Cause it's kill or be killed They won't let me be chill Always been a mad cunt Put your fucking hands up Girls ring, I hang up DM me and get ghosted Can't let 'em get close Tryna focus on growth Type of skill you can't coach Talent that you can't pouch I'ma put this in quotes "Training montage flows" Everything now getting [?] up [?] no buts [?] so clutch I shoot my shot and give no fucks Zambeezy got it sown up