[Verse 1]
I'm the rapper that these other rappers jealous of
I made more off CDs than rappers who are sellin' drugs
True story, every single aspect independent
I got texts from presidents of major labels I ain't read yet
Told my manager I'd knock him out and he was like the homie
Then I fired him, if you're watchin' this, I'm sorry, dawg, au revoir
I don't need nobody's help, it's me and Nova by ourselves
"Come here, babe", this is the entire team, nobody else
I conceptualize, produce, and write like every record
Me and Nova work the hooks, then they're mixed and mastered by Evan
This is homegrown
Shout out all the rappers who have thrown stones
I'ma die rich while your casket full of broke bones
I ain't gon' respond to all your disses, look, I get it
Your videos get no views, you say my name and people click it
But I'm different, you need clout and you're desperate to make a livin'
But my bank account already full, I counted seven digits like
[Verse 2]
Fuck y'all, attack me with disses, attract all the critics
I'll laugh at predictions, surpass all the limits
The whacker the rapper
The more he's angered by the fact that I'm winnin'
I'm stackin' the millions
It's tragic to witness like cancer in children
I'm the rapper that these other rappers jealous of
I made more off CDs than rappers who are sellin' drugs
True story, every single aspect independent
I got texts from presidents of major labels I ain't read yet
Told my manager I'd knock him out and he was like the homie
Then I fired him, if you're watchin' this, I'm sorry, dawg, au revoir
I don't need nobody's help, it's me and Nova by ourselves
"Come here, babe", this is the entire team, nobody else
I conceptualize, produce, and write like every record
Me and Nova work the hooks, then they're mixed and mastered by Evan
This is homegrown
Shout out all the rappers who have thrown stones
I'ma die rich while your casket full of broke bones
I ain't gon' respond to all your disses, look, I get it
Your videos get no views, you say my name and people click it
But I'm different, you need clout and you're desperate to make a livin'
But my bank account already full, I counted seven digits like
[Verse 2]
Fuck y'all, attack me with disses, attract all the critics
I'll laugh at predictions, surpass all the limits
The whacker the rapper
The more he's angered by the fact that I'm winnin'
I'm stackin' the millions
It's tragic to witness like cancer in children
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