I love everything behind me, I don't think that I'ma find it
I don't give a *, let me remind you
It's a lot of pressure on me, a lot of people down me
A lot of weight on me, I'm still climbing
And there ain't no telling how they play
Direct me on they side, how the * did they ball
And they found me, I bought straps on top of straps
I put traps inside of traps, tryna keep every rat nigga from around me
It seem like everybody's sweet, they started looking like Nintendo
Remember I was hanging out them windows
Yeah, they ain't pee my memo, I had to go and drop a demo
Get kicked a little harder, up the tempo
Then they like, they ain't see my vision, they went real on me
Tell Michelle don't play with me, I got that K on me
He like to permute in my volume, so I don't say nothing
And I can stand and be the night, LeBron do a broad day for me
I'm tryna make sure that my daughter ain't got a never bed
Ain't no doubt, no my nigga, they'll never see it
She get the tip and grease it up, she just a butter head
She get the grip and squeezing up, she just a muscle head
I left everything behind me, I don't think that I'ma find it
I don't give a *, let me remind you
It's a lot of pressure on me, a lot of weight on me
A lot of people down me, a lot of weight on me
I'm still climbing
And ain't no telling how they play
Direct me on they side, how the * it they ball
And they foul, I ball stress on top of stress
I put trash inside of trash
Tryna keep every rat nigga from around me
Yeah, niggas ain't keeping it real, they gon' tell on you
Say they gon' ride, they ain't gon' ride, they gon' bail on you
So how the * I'm in my pillow and I don't feel nothing
And LeBron don't feel right if he don't kill nothing
Furry young and in the hood, wood grain on the drain
Extra clip on side, the clip wrapped up in tape
How the * he in, so I'm fab, I pull up late
I got my feet inside the door, I'm here to stay
Yeah, they went to pulling needles out, shooting range in a nigga
How the * you want it, I see the change in you, nigga
Tell them free all of the bro, they put the blame on them memos
Tell them free all of the bro, they put the blame on my nigga
I left everything behind me, I don't think that I'ma find it
I don't give a *, let me remind you
It's a lot of pressure on me, a lot of people down me
A lot of weight on me, I'm fine with that
It ain't no tellin' how they play, the ref be on they side
How the * it they ball, and they foul
I ball stress on top of Strauss, I put Trash inside of Trash
Tryna keep every rap nigga for round