[Verse 1] You know you f**in' with the real now Li'l b**hes better chill down f** the fame, started out I didn't have a crown to my name We eatin' five course meals now And I'm still down, couple bands in the paper back Switchin' lanes with the paper tacks [?] Tellin' b**hes tryna take a chef I just f**in' laugh Ha, b**h, you better get it right I don't need the love, can I get a life? Spotlight, f** your oversight b**hes must've thought I got this overnight Silly hoes, really though b**h, you better know the deal Hate 'em with some new sh** So you b**hes know it's real overk** You in the presence of the motherf**in' ruller Just point me to the mission, I'm the driver and the shooter b**h, I get it [Hook] What it look like? b**h, I feel good Lift the trap but this rap but I'm still hood b**hes livin' sh** but they [?] Got this paper on my own, wish a b**h would What it look like? b**h, I feel great Top, down, buck 50 on and in estate You should get it by the gram, now it's real way Turned the b**hes that are hatin' and I'm still straight