b**h I'm outta sight
That whole nine to five wasn't feeling' right
*Grrat*
Yeah, wow
That whole nine to five wasn't feeling right
That worthless piece of paper wasn't feeling right
My whole life I had to wait till my time was right
Blowin' up in this rap game got me feelin' like
Got me feelin' right, got me feelin' like
Got me feelin' right, got me feelin' like
Got me feelin' right, got me feelin' like
Got me feelin' right, got me feelin' like
Got me feelin' right, b**h I'm outta sight
11 years old when [?] came to me
Sat me down and explained to me
As long as you master this [?]
You have no idea how big you 'bout to be
And it came to be, it came to be
Insaine Caine is the man to be
Only thing to see, only thing to see
Only real motherf**ers can hang with me
With what I've done, what I've seen
Ain't a damn thing you can explain to me
Lived in the streets with nothing
Relying on hustling
First in cuffs, 8 years old
Rode to the court, 12 years old
Dad shot and k**ed, 4 months old
To this day that case 26 years cold
But I keep it moving, every check I bang keeps provin'
Why these other cats they snoozin'
And they wonder why they losin'
Talkin' sh** now they cruising
For an Insaine Caine bruising
It'll be a doozy, it'll be a doozy
My life is a movie, Block 43 will leave yo a** oozin'
That whole nine to five wasn't feeling right
That worthless piece of paper wasn't feeling right
My whole life I had to wait till my time was right
Blowin' up in this rap game got me feelin' like
Got me feelin' right, got me feelin' like
Got me feelin' right, got me feelin' like
Got me feelin' right, got me feelin' like
Got me feelin' right, got me feelin' like
Got me feelin' right, b**h I'm outta sight
14 to 20 years old pa**ed the weed [?] blow
I was the sh** and I let it show
Beautiful girl by my side [?]
Everybody hit me up I was the weed man
Molly and c**aine on the weekend
Got so stressed [?] the police
Started fightin' pushed my girl away slowly
Long story short, I loved and lost
Thats when I took off to the streets and got lost
Went to hell and back, then returned
If It wasn't for music, in hell I would've burned
Hip-hop held me down I'ma hold down hip-hop
[?] produced hits, Master Rabbit don't stop
Danced on this gram banned from my next drop
Smoked so much weed got THC in my dreadlocks
Past years I've been building up
Waiting' for the right time to blow this sh** up
I bet my name can make ya girls scream
XXL freshman 2019
Look out, I'ma hit that list no doubt
Real mothaf**a I'm 'bout
Google my name, type "Insaine Caine"
See I already got my fame
I don't need your clout
b**h I'm out
That whole nine to five wasn't feeling right
That worthless piece of paper wasn't feeling right
My whole life I had to wait till my time was right
Blowin' up in this rap game got me feelin' like
Got me feelin' right, got me feelin' like
Got me feelin' right, got me feelin' like
Got me feelin' right, got me feelin' like
Got me feelin' right, got me feelin' like
Got me feelin' right, b**h I'm outta sight
Got me feelin' like, got me feelin' right
Got me feelin' like, got me feelin' right
That whole nine to five wasn't feelin' right
Got me feelin' like, got me feelin' right
Feelin' like, b**h I'm outta sight