Drake Keith Austin (Ft. Rick Ross)

[Chorus: Keith Austin]
I used to wanna be Drake, now he got nothing on me
Poppin' champagne bottles that I got overseas
I got a lot of hate comin', they got low self-esteem
Been mad, pocket watchin', everything in between
I hear bitches ain't shit, well, go get you a queen
I got the bass drum pumpin' like it's tryna get free
I got a lot of hate comin', they got low self-esteem
But at the end of the day, they just tryna be me

[Verse 1: Keith Austin]
They call me Keith, but you already know this
Back in high school, I was the one nobody noticed
I know it's been a minute, but I swеar that this my moment
I'm the hottest in my city and I know that I'm thе coldest
I be gettin' money, but I'm moving nonchalant
I be cookin' like a restaurant, what you, what you want?
I told CJ, "I'm not motivated," he said, "Don't be a bitch
Time to get back on your shit and hit it like you never missed"
Out the park, I be swimmin' with the sharks
I ain't scared, I be talkin' to my demons in the dark
I'm the big bad wolf, you think I'm scared of a bark?
I ain't playin' with these bitches, but it's time to play my part
I'm a big star shinin', you can see me smilin'
I know it's been a minute, but I call this perfect timing
I'm kicking in the door, 'cause nobody let me in
I ain't stoppin' 'til this city starts screamin', "Austin!"