Yeah Pay attention on this one come on Man tell me why I'm overthinking Eyes open man I'm never blinking Aye bruh been going ham so we never Lincoln And I don't need ya compliments if they been backhanded Everything picture perfect I don't act candid Only thought you was fly Until my ass landed Betsy Ross with it how I got my flag planted How you fucking up yourself and sayin' God damnit Working now so I can kick it up in God's hammock I'm addicted to give 'em what isn't scripted Complain about ya life but only pissed cause you picked it Then do something Talk about it then you do nothin' I'm never shocked though Trabajar daily while ya hablo Want it asap but you ain't Flacko Still making hits that's either way I'm going oppo I'm ambidextrous, both hands to smack a bitch That blindfolding the vision I'm tired of pessimists I'ma Believe in me and I don't care if they don't They really hate they own life And they get mad if I won't That's some loser talk They been scared of all this energy I'm moving off Many see the path but even fewer walk Y'all don't got the motivation I could of bought a crib at twenty two But risked my life in this basement I'm pacing Around daily while I'm facing A dream that's in my arms reach but every year I'm chasing Like how the fuck I never get the crib yet Learned not to worry bout the things I never did yet Figured that would help But the fact I wanna win so bad Often gets me ahead of myself Like what a funny position The more I try the more the money is dippin' The more pressure on the scale Mean the more that I'm tippin' But I'll be damned if I let me quit Ten years with no breaks you can't tell me shit You can't tell me shit