[Verse 1]
Uh, ain’t no doubt about it, shit is coming
And I’m just praying that Lil Dicky love it
Always told myself that this the type of shit I wanted
I was being honest, even made a promise
Not with anybody else, this was inner conscience
Talking to my fucking self, that's a little bonkers
I know, I still got a lot of shit to conquer
I hope, that ain't even my concern though
You know I’ll be working till I get what I deserve
Whatever totems I get personally, you know I’ma earn those
This ain't even 'bout some shit up on a checklist
This about the fact that I’m about to test this
I’m about to figure out what my best is
I can't avoid it because now your boy invested
And I ain't gotta a choice except to smile and accept it
Pretty reckless, pretty restless, 'cause
I’ve lived my life expecting love
To come the second my attempt was done, and yeah
I guess to some extent I was correct because I’m getting buzz
But now I’m 'bout to be ubiquitous, look it up
Yeah, or that’s at least what I’m assuming
But, as alluded to, reality is looming
And now your dude about to make a move and take the truth
And hope to God that when he through
That what he thought about is proven
But honestly, I'm not afraid that it’s delusion
I’m hot enough to where I know it’s not illusion
But, obviously, I been finding this confusin'
This ain’t even close to what I thought I would be doing
Don’t get me wrong, I was born to be big
But I always figured it would be the comedy thing
So I started rapping just to see what drama it brings
What big dogs from sitcoms would holler at me
And as the time passed, I rhymed faster, lines crafted
Was high class as I mastered my craft, and
Goddamn, who’d have thought it'd get like this?
Back in 2010, music wouldn’t make that list
I’m talking top five-to-ten strengths with no winks
I would not lie, my pen draw with no ink, or
That’s at least what I thought
'Til I clawed and scratched the pen 'til I saw a line draw
Then I could've let bygones be bygones
But I really wanted to rhyme till my line drawn
Like, where the fuck is my peak at?
Not Brown, but I make it pop, then I beat that
Not crowned yet, but I don’t think I decreed that
Not loud, but you know I’m ready to tweet that
I just really hope I’m ready to be that
Now you seein' where D’s at
'Cause even though I’m softer than a tissue, I ain't nothing to sneeze at
I’m smarter, where the fuck your degrees at?
And I ain't harder but I’m hotter, homie
Where the fuck your degrees at?
I’m 'bout to come in and desaturate the chic rap today
And evaporate the feedback I hate, I elaborate at a later date
But I’m getting off the point with the player hate
What the fuck was I saying?
Uh, ain’t no doubt about it, shit is coming
And I’m just praying that Lil Dicky love it
Always told myself that this the type of shit I wanted
I was being honest, even made a promise
Not with anybody else, this was inner conscience
Talking to my fucking self, that's a little bonkers
I know, I still got a lot of shit to conquer
I hope, that ain't even my concern though
You know I’ll be working till I get what I deserve
Whatever totems I get personally, you know I’ma earn those
This ain't even 'bout some shit up on a checklist
This about the fact that I’m about to test this
I’m about to figure out what my best is
I can't avoid it because now your boy invested
And I ain't gotta a choice except to smile and accept it
Pretty reckless, pretty restless, 'cause
I’ve lived my life expecting love
To come the second my attempt was done, and yeah
I guess to some extent I was correct because I’m getting buzz
But now I’m 'bout to be ubiquitous, look it up
Yeah, or that’s at least what I’m assuming
But, as alluded to, reality is looming
And now your dude about to make a move and take the truth
And hope to God that when he through
That what he thought about is proven
But honestly, I'm not afraid that it’s delusion
I’m hot enough to where I know it’s not illusion
But, obviously, I been finding this confusin'
This ain’t even close to what I thought I would be doing
Don’t get me wrong, I was born to be big
But I always figured it would be the comedy thing
So I started rapping just to see what drama it brings
What big dogs from sitcoms would holler at me
And as the time passed, I rhymed faster, lines crafted
Was high class as I mastered my craft, and
Goddamn, who’d have thought it'd get like this?
Back in 2010, music wouldn’t make that list
I’m talking top five-to-ten strengths with no winks
I would not lie, my pen draw with no ink, or
That’s at least what I thought
'Til I clawed and scratched the pen 'til I saw a line draw
Then I could've let bygones be bygones
But I really wanted to rhyme till my line drawn
Like, where the fuck is my peak at?
Not Brown, but I make it pop, then I beat that
Not crowned yet, but I don’t think I decreed that
Not loud, but you know I’m ready to tweet that
I just really hope I’m ready to be that
Now you seein' where D’s at
'Cause even though I’m softer than a tissue, I ain't nothing to sneeze at
I’m smarter, where the fuck your degrees at?
And I ain't harder but I’m hotter, homie
Where the fuck your degrees at?
I’m 'bout to come in and desaturate the chic rap today
And evaporate the feedback I hate, I elaborate at a later date
But I’m getting off the point with the player hate
What the fuck was I saying?
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