[Verse 1]
Get up on the beat I kick it like a bad habit
Would do it more often but I'm easily distracted
The flows so hot man I never need a jacket
With hoes every night man I never need to jack it
Ha, man that ain't true
No need for the hoes I already got you
No need for more bars I already got 2
Made plans to fear me? They will never fall through
When it comes to the fans man I only need three
Got my mom and my dad and I must include me
Why? Cuz I believe in myself
If it wasn't for the bills no need for the wealth
Except for some shoes cuz they something I need
Picking up some Nikes yea man I'm talking SBs
Yea kicks for kicking it, kicks for kicking with
b**hes so good, so sweet must finger lick
Your boy CB coming out like 3D
Yea I got clean flows no they ain't sloppy
But I will admit that I get lazy
Can't forget that tree now my life's hazy
I'm a little self centered, a little egotistic
The goals that I set for myself are realistic
I could use a little fame, try to talk to some people
Instead I'm scared, staring at them through the peephole
I'm self sufficient I supply what I need
The lyrics are mine I provided the beat
Cuz that's what I am and that's what I do
Yo I'm doing this for me, could care less about you
Work on the track this is my composition
Glued to the street listen to my competition
I won't tap out never see me in submission
You'll see what I'm saying if you just give me a listen
[Hook]
Yea, people still think that CB is a fake
But in my opinion I believe this is fate
And they running up to me and this the sh** that they say
“So who's gonna watch you, so who's gonna watch you, so who's gonna watch you”
I don't know
[Verse 2]
I don't know gone watch me, I don't know who gone top me
But I do know this, ain't nobody gone stop me
Cuz that's impossible not improbable
I'll call you Kim you can call me Ron Stoppable
Can't be living life so full of regret
Thinking about all the people that you know you'll forget
So you got to move on and you got to be strong
Just go find yourself figure out where you belong
And all the things you aspire to be
Now you think about them s**ers maybe partially
And everything's gone and all of your dreams
Fell to the wayside or its just how it seems
Yo pick them back up, get back on the horse
Screaming out loud from your heart, its the source
Study this sh** like school, its a course
Just keep telling yourself it could be worse
Hungry so I eat like I'm trying to keep my weight up
Tired of the bench so I had to step my game up
From the first to the second verse, clear to see
Now you got to turn me up, make sure you can hear me
Turn the haters into likers and the likers into friends
I'm gone keep doing me till this whole thing ends
If you bout it or doubt it, it doesn't really matter
Cuz no press is bad press so keep up the chatter
[Hook]