[Verse 1] Look Returning to the waters, draw the line, I'm going fishing, ironic Competition is still in I ain't tripping about where I'm at or another man Mapping out the future plans Dedicated to the fans Stacking up to make the brand Give it time you'll understand I'm grateful that I have the chance To be observant working more consistent to extend a hand I'm comfortable where I am and where the f** we're headed Shout out to all my supports riding without incentives I'm forever indebted to the faith you have in me You sip through Jack by the bottle until the gla** empty My past test me but I'm selling in this moment No mistake you making fame you readjust to keep it rolling Golden silence got me floating coping with the stress I'm living Phony rappers leaving comments on my page to get attention Hoping they can get a mention Because they can't get recognition From the bull sh** that they put out So they get mad and start dissing me? What the f** I do? What the f** I do? I just swim and avoid the [plastic in] ocean blue Why throw shade cause you no move? Rap is pa**ion, not a career for you! [Hook] [?] I smell somethin' fishy, fishy I smell somethin' fishy, fishy Boy you better start [Verse 2] Don't compare me to these n***as I'll chew through every last one Pull Bra** Knuckle Benton out the trunk and have some fun Start spraying up the cla** and hitting everything that runs The label split and fell apart but you can still smell the funk You f**ing chumps got loose tongues with nothing to show The stupid sh** you like or post will bring the results that you hope Or give you the push that you need Or give the break that you crave If I see you just remember the times you mentioned my name Its sympathy for the fake, I sympathize for the clowns See I converted my pain and slowly developed my sound Re-calibrated the vision gotta just stop talking and listen Utilize the time a precision to turn this portion around Need a week need a crown, now what I'm after is different The holy water turning brown go wash your hands in the kitchen The position comes with influence so I weigh my decisions Responsibility is dying I respect what I'm given Really something the game is missing SwizZzle Fish, no Filet Swim [?] I shimmer all they way to the bank Like Michael Phelps on a wave Eat every shark on your tank [?] todo los every day [Hook] [?] I smell somethin' fishy, fishy I smell somethin' fishy, fishy Boy you better start