Hey, hey I always outwork 'em, they wish I would take a vacay I've been grinding for this shit since I was in the eighth grade I remember running out of money before pay day Okay everybody on the right side of the class Say "I can't be stressin' 'bout things I can't control" since I'm ten years old I've been tryna go platinum Since mister Peliquin had me read my shit up in front the class Knew I'd get the plaque platinum Look I orchestrated this whole shit I know you wish I would go quit I had this mic in my tentacles since I was ten years old Get off my whole dick I am a beast, you could be our guest Sick of writing checks to the IRS I'm self made off rap what's next? You should let me go and spit it off on flex 'cause I'm 'fraid I might leave it in 500 pieces Divided from speakin' 'cause I am a demon I'll rhyme and my reason providing my people A chance to unwind when they drive in the evening My Spotify climb while my checks sublime My [?] of time is often high Good for you, I'm exercised When I'm [?], don't ostracize Who's next in line? Huh? I ain't leavin' this spot I just wanna take it somewhere Where we take it to the top I just freestyle this part 'Cause this flow is fucking easy I'll be in the state of Maine If you motherfuckers need me, yelling Hey, hey I always outwork 'em, they wish I would take a vacay I've been grinding for this shit since I was in the eighth grade I remember running out of money before pay day Okay now all the ghosts of the dead students say Everyday has been a quarantine since I was 14 'Cause I was tryna go platinum Now I ain't seen 'em in who knows how long, when I see 'em I tell 'em I'm still just tryna go platinum I just filled my house with plants because I like 'em more than people (Way more) I'm living too fast, a digital dash, I take the corners with a speed boost Can't live in the past, but isn't it sad? If only you could see you I've seen too many split from their soul, I call 'em cheap shoes But not me though, hot chicks used to let me copy though 'Cause they knew my name, but yet I rap like they forgot me though I need my dick sucked at my desk while she cookin' gnocchi slow And she say "are you free later?" It's a probably no Nothing's cheap and just to speak, you'd never find me broke I need champagne spraying and a marching band before I start to stand The definition of persistence is me with my art in hand, bro Just keep looking, just keep looking, just keep looking Hey, hey I always outwork 'em, they wish I would take a vacay I've been grinding for this shit since I was in the eighth grade I remember running out of money before pay day Okay everybody on the right side of the class Say "I can't be stressin' 'bout things I can't control" since I'm ten years old I've been tryna go platinum