Cause I know I'm going make it, homie
It's just a matter of luck and time
Right now I gotta take it slowly
It doesn't matter, imma get what's mine
Yeah I know I'm going make it, homie
It's just a matter of luck and time
Right now I gotta take it slowly
It doesn't matter, imma get what's mine
So I'm sitting here bumping these beats within my boombox
Enjoy my sh** in the street or in the boondocks
Run it back with your clock, we can do it all again
If you don't know anyone you can bring your best friend
I don't pretend to be someone that I'm not
So if you don't like who I am just don't come up in my spotlight
This is my spotlight and I don't take it lightly
All this wannabes can bite me I do this rightly!
I make a slightly better track than anyone you know
If you come to a show I'll light your brain until it blows
I'm on d**h row running out of time
All this stupid sh** I've done
But I don't wish I could rewind cause'
What I do it in my mind
That sh** was showing me the f**ing signs of the times
Need a drink with a lime
And I find damn piece in a little world peace
And some dope cheese, that's all I need
Cause I know I'm going make it, homie
It's just a matter of luck and time
Right now I gotta take it slowly
It doesn't matter, imma get what's mine
Yeah I know I'm going make it, homie
It's just a matter of luck and time
Right now I gotta take it slowly
It doesn't matter, imma get what's mine
So used to playing these games
And now it's all so plain like the sky
In a plane looking down it's all the same
All this hunger, all this pain
But everybody's going ain't nobody staying
You know what I'm saying?
And I don't need to be praying
Cause I believe in myself
If you believe in something else, cool!
Keep it to yourself
I don't need your f**ing help
I've got people of my own who's been there right beside me
I was never alone
So thank you all for having my back
I'll bring you all up, that's my plan of attack
Know I talk a lot of smack
But I don't do that on a track
I'm being serious
I should be furiously making you curious to hear me
All these trap-rappers scare me
So f**ing aggressive, but they should fear me
I'm the one coming up
I can never get enough
You can never tell me stop
Mother f**er I'm pumped
Cause I know I'm going make it, homie
It's just a matter of luck and time
Right now I gotta take it slowly
It doesn't matter, imma get what's mine
Yeah I know I'm going make it, homie
It's just a matter of luck and time
Right now I gotta take it slowly
It doesn't matter, imma get what's mine
It's getting kinda complicated
Used to love the rap scene
Now I'm trynna' save it
Just calm it down baby
Ain't no thing when I'm rapping like I'm Shady
I'd love to take a lady for a drink
Now she lookin' at me
And I don't know what to think, like
How is that sh** gonna play out?
Be a dick or be polite?
What's wrong and what's right?
I've been staring all night
Took my eyes off for a second and she fled out of sight!
(what?!)
That's a typical night
But that sh** don't get me down
Cause in my own head I'm the f**ing king with the crown
Loved by the crowd
And every time I step out
They f**ing flip out and scream out loud, like
No? Really? No-one?
Well, I don't even f**ing need you anyway
f** you!
Cause I know I'm going make it, homie
It's just a matter of luck and time
Right now I gotta take it slowly
It doesn't matter, imma get what's mine
Yeah I know I'm going make it, homie
It's just a matter of luck and time
Right now I gotta take it slowly
It doesn't matter, imma get what's mine
(pretty okay outro)