Came up out the basement, ten toes on the pavement
Clap that boy with both hands, that's a fucking combination
Bitch, I rarely show how I be dripped out in the latest
I should probably slow down from the shit that I been chasing
I-I-I-I-I can't hold back
Why you sell your soul and now you asking for you soul back?
I been on a low, got my fans all posting throwbacks
Pop out at a show, got 'em moshing with a broke back
Tell me what you mean?
It's almost a decade, I'm still fucking up the scene
I don't care what they say, I'm still following my greed
More people would tap in if I didn't fucking scream, but fuck them
They all criticise everything that I do, but it's all for a fucking lie
This is the shit that I gotta do just to clear out my fucking twisted mind
Why you think I lost it? I'm still on my boss shit
Hold the game hostage, ransom for my conscious
Lost me at the gossip, still don't give no fucks
It's up and stuck, I'm out here plotting
Ain't no stress, I'm starting up, had to get my product up
Hate those conversations, keep it quite, I've been starving them
Take no breaks, I'm bossing up, fuck first place, I've done enough
Everyday I'm training, still maintaining, have to top it up, yeah
Twisted minds say the shit that you can't, can't
Came up out the basement, ten toes on the pavement
Clap that boy with both hands, that's a fucking combination
Bitch, I rarely show how I be dripped out in the latest
I should probably slow down from the shit that I been chasing
