[Hook: Ham Sandwich]
Ay
I'm the hottest, ain't a motherfucking contest, ain't a contest
So cut the motherfucking nonsense, cut the nonsense
Ain't none of you niggas get the concept, get the concept
I tell a nigga trust the process, trust the process
It ain't a motherfucking contest, ain't a contest
So cut the motherfucking nonsense, cut the nonsense
Ain't none of you niggas get the concept, get the concept
I tell a nigga trust thе process, trust the process
Yеah, yeah
[Verse 1: Breeton Boi]
Back in the day ain't no one share a vision with me (Nope)
Nowadays, I be sitting on the throne and I don't need permission to be (I don't)
You got a problem, chopper get to singing like it gon' audition for Glee (Brrrah bow bow bow!)
I got a dog in me, and they stick around when they really should flee
You made it out by the skin of your teeth, meanwhile, I could go drop a hit every week (Yuh)
Some of y'all scream in your mic all day, even FL will tell you, you hitting your peak (For real!)
You have a stick and your fees gon' save you, sorry to say but this ain't D&D (This ain't D&D)
Better get busy, my money so big, yeah, they mad about that like I listen to Yeat (Yuh)
I was really a kid in these streets, got to rolling with killers, now I feel like killing these streets (Go, go, go, go)
If me and Shwab snap back to back, then you feeling the heat, yeah, we really be hitting them freaks (Go, go, Ay)
Trust this ain't Fifa but whole gang pull up in black, we was looking like Team Of The Week
The grind is so hard 'till I got myself up to the top, now I ain't gotta deal with the peak (Ay!)
Ay
I'm the hottest, ain't a motherfucking contest, ain't a contest
So cut the motherfucking nonsense, cut the nonsense
Ain't none of you niggas get the concept, get the concept
I tell a nigga trust the process, trust the process
It ain't a motherfucking contest, ain't a contest
So cut the motherfucking nonsense, cut the nonsense
Ain't none of you niggas get the concept, get the concept
I tell a nigga trust thе process, trust the process
Yеah, yeah
[Verse 1: Breeton Boi]
Back in the day ain't no one share a vision with me (Nope)
Nowadays, I be sitting on the throne and I don't need permission to be (I don't)
You got a problem, chopper get to singing like it gon' audition for Glee (Brrrah bow bow bow!)
I got a dog in me, and they stick around when they really should flee
You made it out by the skin of your teeth, meanwhile, I could go drop a hit every week (Yuh)
Some of y'all scream in your mic all day, even FL will tell you, you hitting your peak (For real!)
You have a stick and your fees gon' save you, sorry to say but this ain't D&D (This ain't D&D)
Better get busy, my money so big, yeah, they mad about that like I listen to Yeat (Yuh)
I was really a kid in these streets, got to rolling with killers, now I feel like killing these streets (Go, go, go, go)
If me and Shwab snap back to back, then you feeling the heat, yeah, we really be hitting them freaks (Go, go, Ay)
Trust this ain't Fifa but whole gang pull up in black, we was looking like Team Of The Week
The grind is so hard 'till I got myself up to the top, now I ain't gotta deal with the peak (Ay!)
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