[Verse 1: Mike Stud] From day one never needed a direction A year later I'm on top of the projections And everybody's telling me that they think I'mma make it And I'm just trying to get used to people thinking I'm famous Making a statement in the game I came in The haters tried, they're waiting, but their name's not Damon People hitting me up I ain't heard from in a minute Acting like we cool cause they heard that I was spittin', forget it Keep it brief please, no boxers Circle of trust closed and you're Greg Focker Swag times two, poetical haiku If you're nicer than me, why didn't they find you? Ooh, hungry dude and you lames are on the menu They just mad that we doing everything they pretend to Damn, middle finger to the doubters Sharing life with people that couldn't live it without us [Hook: Gate City] Cause I'm never gonna stop and know my haters gonna flock And as I make my way to the top, b**h you oughta know by now That I'mma give it all I got, whether you like my sh** or not Cause you're gonna hear my name a lot, b**h you oughta know by now [Verse 2: Mike Stud] I'm XXL dreaming, coming quicker than some semen Been ballin' from first pitch, but it's a long season Yeah, sold out but we pack 'em in, guess this rapping thing is happening Don't dress the part but I feel like I belong No j**elry on, b**h I'm something like LeBron Fitted jeans, Freshletes tee, no polo Shooting for my goals, who the f** is Hope Solo? I stay with my team, no h*mo, now you know ho So come over and bounce up on this stick like a Pogo, oh And I swear that I'm here to stay, I got a dreams of a bigger stage Are they real or fake? Guess we'll have to wait and see patiently Until the top spot is a vacancy They just mad that we doing everything they pretend to Damn, middle finger to the doubters Sharing life with people that couldn't live it without us [Hook]