Man of the Year Logic

[Piano Intro]

[Verse 1]
I wonder what it feel like
To do that shit in real life
And now I know I got it
That's the reason No I.D. has signed me on the dotted
But it's still Visionary 'til the death of me
Yeah, I'm tryna make it but I gotta find the recipe
Greatest of all time, I want the world addressin' me
At the hotel, these beautiful girls undressin' me
I'm tryna stay focused, I guess that's the Lord testin' me
I knew as a child, that this was my destiny
They do it for the limelight
But I make sure my rhyme's right
Waiting 'til the time's right
Smilin' at my mom's like
Smilin' at my mom
Smilin' at my mama
Moët what we sippin' now
We was never trippin' now
We on private jets, in other words, that means that we trippin' now
'Cause they was over there, I was over here
They was too scared while I was facin' my fears
I've always been driven, but they too scared to steer
That's why I compete with legends, motherfuck my peers