[Verse One] I came into this rap game trynna do me I got the haters looking at me like "Who's he?" And nowadays so many girls screw me Back then; I swear they wouldn't even try me That's why things change Girls never thought about me; now they give me brain I don't know what they see but I'm still the same Rapping with sense to make dollars; keep the change I'm going in ya'll I'm starting something here that I don't know the end ya'll Respect me for who I am; I shouldn't win ya'll If you don't like my music; f** you; you ain't a friend dawg [Hook x2] You think you know me I don't really think you do No you you don't You think you know me I don't really think you do No you you don't You think you know me I don't really think you do No you you don't I just gotta make it I just gotta make it now [Verse Two] I'm used to giving love while other people acting strange I'm used being different other people call me names I'm used to girls not understanding all the love I give I'm used to girls saying but then doing this I'm used to everybody here smiling at my face I'm used to people talking sh** when I leave the place I'm used to people saying things like they love me I'm used to feeling weird when certain people hug me I'm used to never getting what I need when I want it I'm used getting one dollar flip it to hundred I swear to God sometimes I wish that I could die Certain people don't appreciate me now that I'm alive [Hook x2] [Trash Talking] Aye yo man why the f** you're doing music for? Yo man stick to making videos; you s**; you're garbage Stop doing this; put the mic down Stop taking photos man; music ain't you You're not gonna make it [Music Fades]