I’m in the scene so some bodies gonna drop now
We coming up, get it hot, 'bout to pop wow
You ain’t nothing, you ain’t stunting, I swear you a bitch
I can see you looking down 'cause you can’t face that shit
My eyes closed and I know just what I is
But you don’t, oh no, bitch, we different, this for sure
Used to serve herb, taxing the packs
Making money back, woah, so fast
Then I stepped right on outta the trap
With a brand new MacBook sitting on my lap
N-N-Neumann micro, recording my tracks
Inside of my room, keep booming the racks
He doing it, doing it, doing it, damn
Never thought that, but I do it again
Show you the man, I show you the man
But then you must go and meet all my demands
I cannot stand phony ass bitches
They getting no love, just they blood on my hands
Blood on my hands, blood on my face
Blood on the ground and it’s up to my waist
Fuck up my life, I'ma put it to waste
I'm destroying the world while I cut up my veins
Where should I go? Nowhere, I know
Fucking with me then you already know
That I gotta unload, no love in my soul
And now I have run out of patience, I’m losing control
Bitch, you will drop, bet you will bleed
Bitch, you will fall and then beg on your knees
Begging to me that I come set you free
But you’re all on your own like you did it to me
Did it to me then I did it to you
Coming right back while I’m living the proof
That I don’t need anything, anyone’s help
Getting where I set to be for myself