[Hook] (x2)
Drink in my hand, bout to strike a pose
The grind is my medicine, I'm going til I overdose
Yeah, I'm going til I'm over
(Oh yeah -- oh yeah, oh yeah)
You won't believe the sh** I've seen
There's like no f**ing feeling better
Than stealing the deep end of the game as you stick your feet in
Team Edward cuz the shine has got me steamin'
And I'm still dreaming big, B, I'm going for undefeated
A waking dream is how I'm feeling at this point in life
The game selected me, I had no f**ing choice in life
And every friend I got is telling me that I'm hella fly
Shout to Rhymesayers, hope you're helping me get televised
I've had my share of precarious pairings-up
With girls, but I'll give it up
Cuz I'm young, ruthless, and I'm lucky
Got people I know that trust me
And I'm -- only nineteen, trying to do the right thing
Fingers crossed a label will call me up and wanna sign me
Yeah -- and she told me to stop b**hin'
Then I told her she was fine like junior college tuition
But she could still see that I'm stuck here
[Hook] (x2)
I can't tell if I'm living life to the fullest
I know I might rewrite a line or two --
But I'm truly proving that there's more to me than what you see
As just this college kid appearance
b**h, just so you know: Zeke at my side, you're nowhere near us
Yeah -- I'm really feeling that confident
If I didn't think my flow was solid gold, why would I offer it?
What's up? -- You'd like to hear my biography?
I dropped my mixtape and everyone saying they proud of me
"You a prodigy, hotter than Abu Dhabi be
"The Basquiat of onomatopoeia hit the lottery"
And I'm constantly mobbing to author product
So if I push you out the way and steal the game, it's armed robbery
[Hook] (x2)
Yeah