KING SPEECH (Fuck FUTURISTIC)

[Verse]
Give you couple seconds like a Snapchat, boy
I don't know who you're really tryna snap at, boy
You're bragging bout your bitch and she's braggin bout her tits
And you're giving us all something that we laugh at, boy
But I don't care about you much
Say I'm missing all your stuff, say I'm out of touch
While I'm working on my shit, I ain't working on the hits
Just the motherfucking stuff that's gonna make me big, wait what?
And you don't know it too
I am the man and I'm killing the booth
Dreaming of grands, well, I'm dreaming of truth
A contained kinda crazy, you know it'll boom like "BOOM"
Hope you know when we play
We tryna kill it but do you retain
From bragging about shit you haven't achieved
And I'm going two months and I still haven't shaved like that
Does it matter? Does it go hard, making it a banger?
Does it go bang, bang, bang, earning you those fans
Does it even crop up when you're tryna master?
Oh, do you not? Do I do that alone?
Do you spit and then finish, it's time to go home?
Do you pick a hot beat and then write it alone
Or take time on this shit and then finish alone
Probably not, I know I ain't used to
But I go hard every day, I ain't used to
Now I'm getting all of those plays, I ain't used to
All the people loving all my shit, getting used to
All of my stuff, some of it's great, some is not
Shoutout to Deadline., it's fucked, man
It's been like a minute, I'll drop it at Christmas
Does that make me like Santa Claus?
Probably not, I am not close to the top
Neither are you, you a flop
But we can shout out the names, I can call out the fakes
And it's honestly really too fun
So I ask please
Can you just grab all your dream, see, will you ever achieve?
What can you see? You can see that I'm the c. and the period, that you can keep
Never retreat, I'll always stand on my feet, nothing's too big of a feat
For me to beat, improving like every week and I'll bet that you love my release
Which one? I don't know, maybe both though
Maybe every single one that you'll go and go through
Maybe every single track where I'm going hard though
Then I see your face and you covered in awe though, aw
And I do love everybody who fucks with me too
Whether you hearing me once, playing me every month, you the reason I do what I do
I'm going A, don't need your digits today
I just keep giving 'em flame
So when they hearing this track and they hear the hi-hats
Call the fire squad, oh, it's too late, c