Dontbenobodysbitch B.o.B

[Intro]
In search of something greater
I'm sick and tired of doing fuck niggas favors
I'm sick and tired of chasing down designer labels
So I said "fuck it, imma start up my own label"
'Cause tryna please you, I just ain't capable
I'm sick and tired of tryna make myself relatable
So please don't ask me why my eyes low
'Cause madafucka i could do this with my eyes closed

[Verse 1]
How many hits? How many pills do I gotta take to think of a hit?
To be at the top, how much cotton do I gotta pick?
How many M's do I gotta get? Don't make any sense
Ain't that a bitch? Ain't I, Ain't I legit?
Since I was a g, fuck with my shit
I was a stubborn kid, I grew up stuttering, hoping that someone on top would discover me
How many publicists do I gotta-?
How many publicists I gotta hire to juggle this fuckery? Someone should cover this, I've had enough of this
I can't make up this shit, I am on too many substances
How many streams? How many themes? How many awards? How many rings?
Fuck with these dreams

[Hook]
Who I ride for?
Definitely not no clown-ass niggas, call you sideshows
And we, and we know that your IG be telling lies, hoe
I'mma reap the shit that I sow