[Hook]
Hold up, hold up
Wait, hold up
Somebody tell these niggas
Somebody tell these niggas
Hold up, hold up
Wait, hold up
Somebody tell these niggas
I still got my drive
[Verse 1]
That's why I'm still at this
Cause I know it only takes practice
I see my dreams on center stage, I'm yelling action
This new rap ain't impressing me, I ain't into whack shit
A force of habit I guess
Unless I'd rather address
My truthful concerns have started a mess
You bothered, I'm blessed
And I mean way more than lyrically
The more you hearing me
The more you try to mirror me
But you can't match my drive
I work harder than every bee in the hive combined
Work harder than every ant that's, in this ground
Work harder than every nigga tryna steal my sound
And I won't ease up on this working till I'm 6 feet down
I feel I finally found my purpose so I can't sleep now
Like little Goku with the tail, climbing up to the clouds
I'm on a mission filled with ambition, I'll make myself proud one day
[Bridge]
Who are you to say I won't make it
You must be mistaken
Who are you to say I won't make it
You got me saying
[Hook]
Hold up, hold up
Wait, hold up
Somebody tell these niggas
Somebody tell these niggas
Hold up, hold up
Wait, hold up
Somebody tell these niggas
I still got my drive
[Verse 2]
That's why I'm still at this
So I can knock it out the park when I'm up to bat bitch
Grab you an atlas, find you a map
You can GPS the world, your grind won't be where I'm at
Got grind, got grind, I got plenty of it
But plenty ain't enough, I wanna make a milli from it
Strike one has really struck me down
My own mind is even telling me, fuck me now
But I get up and brush my shoulders off to try again
Said when I try to win I'm hoping that I might offend
A second chance is all I need in life, one night could end it all
I lost my focus man, just couldn't keep my eye on the ball
Last try I really hope I don't strike out
In my skin I'm feeling like a shining knight now
Built my skill up in the dark cause I'm a night owl
When I open my eyes, I'm taking flight now
[Bridge]
Who are you to say I won't make it
You must be mistaken
Who are you to say I won't make it
You got me saying
[Hook]
Hold up, hold up
Wait, hold up
Somebody tell these niggas
Somebody tell these niggas
Hold up, hold up
Wait, hold up
Somebody tell these niggas
I still got my drive
Drive was written by S. Thompson.
Drive was produced by DG Beats.