[Intro]
Ayo, for real, look, let me just say this
I wanna say I love Def Jam, Def Jam changed my fuckin' life
There's definitely some fuckboys in that building
Some suits wearing ties and shit
But it's some real good-ass fuckin' people, man
Steve Bartels, Faisel, Jeff
Fuckin' Justin Duran, Dave Bell
Chris Atlas, David Amaya
I could fuckin' go on bro, Lory, Peter, Kate and Gabe
We gon' get into the rest later, man, but I fuckin' love y'all
Let's get to this shit, here we go
[Verse]
This my Friday Night Lights, track ninеteen
From major to independent, as sightseen, my Ultralight Bеam
I ain't finna go into the discrepancies of my deal
Like the millions that y'all owe me, I gotta audit y'all for real
But you changed my life, that's my word
Took a young kid out of Gaithersburg, and you'll never know
What it means for a kid in his teens and his entire team
To go from open mics to actually livin' they dreams
This a "Thank you" to the people in the building
For helping me build the empire that I'm still building
Diddy said a rapper only gets five years, we double that
Independent now, won't double back
I rep the BMG, yeah, I'm the Big Money Getter
Fuck the pop shit, remember Logic as a spitter
Just a kid havin' fun when I step to the mic
That's why I never understood the hate I get when I write
Back when posting new songs on Internet rap forums
All the way to talkin' shit the first night I sold out The Forum
But they hated Jesus, homie
I ain't comparing, I'm just reasoning, homie
I'm just tryna set an example
I went pop and made millions, now all I do is chop samples
Egon's finest, peanuts after like I was Linus
Followed by that College Park next, that's the line-up
First album, the EP was No I.D
Last album, the executive producer is me, I'm set free
Sayonara
Ayo, for real, look, let me just say this
I wanna say I love Def Jam, Def Jam changed my fuckin' life
There's definitely some fuckboys in that building
Some suits wearing ties and shit
But it's some real good-ass fuckin' people, man
Steve Bartels, Faisel, Jeff
Fuckin' Justin Duran, Dave Bell
Chris Atlas, David Amaya
I could fuckin' go on bro, Lory, Peter, Kate and Gabe
We gon' get into the rest later, man, but I fuckin' love y'all
Let's get to this shit, here we go
[Verse]
This my Friday Night Lights, track ninеteen
From major to independent, as sightseen, my Ultralight Bеam
I ain't finna go into the discrepancies of my deal
Like the millions that y'all owe me, I gotta audit y'all for real
But you changed my life, that's my word
Took a young kid out of Gaithersburg, and you'll never know
What it means for a kid in his teens and his entire team
To go from open mics to actually livin' they dreams
This a "Thank you" to the people in the building
For helping me build the empire that I'm still building
Diddy said a rapper only gets five years, we double that
Independent now, won't double back
I rep the BMG, yeah, I'm the Big Money Getter
Fuck the pop shit, remember Logic as a spitter
Just a kid havin' fun when I step to the mic
That's why I never understood the hate I get when I write
Back when posting new songs on Internet rap forums
All the way to talkin' shit the first night I sold out The Forum
But they hated Jesus, homie
I ain't comparing, I'm just reasoning, homie
I'm just tryna set an example
I went pop and made millions, now all I do is chop samples
Egon's finest, peanuts after like I was Linus
Followed by that College Park next, that's the line-up
First album, the EP was No I.D
Last album, the executive producer is me, I'm set free
Sayonara
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