WOAH
WOAH
WOAH
WOAH
I am not a rapper, I'm a artist
That's why I'd die for this shit, become a Martyr
I run this shit like I'm the head of the department
And I'm flier than a plane that's been departed
In highschool, I wasn't a nice dude
And I was the type to shit on a nigga like you
But now I got my own brand, I'm independent
No record label, this kid just did it
Nah, I ain't finished, I'mma rock for an entire minute
Got choirs singing whenever I hit a higher limit
My prior bitches wanna get in my entire business
Trust nobody, I swear all these niggas be actin different
Cuz once they get a taste of a loaded paystub
They devote and waste their money on a glacier
When it's time to pay up, they realizing they stuck
Now they in the same position that they came from
WOAH
WOAH
WOAH
WOAH