LABEL PRINT

[Intro]
I see my, I see my

[Verse]
I still don't pay no visit
I work, I'm fully gifted
Before I'm 25 I promise I hit seven million
I hate my job, admit it
I see my ticket printed
I hate this label that y'all gave me
Even though it fit it
Understand we dying every day, if you choose to pray
I expect you carry all your weight, 'fore you see them days
I been borrow time since I was eight, I feel fucking great
Check my management about my rate
I talk when I'm paid
I feel like shit for who I am, I hate my mental image
I bet you no one give a fuck if I was any different
I told myself I never trip, like it was my decision
I only speak it to myself, but y'all could pay to listen
Fucking pay me what I'm worth
I just put in all my work
'Til they put me on a shirt
I make sure it fucking hurt
Been a problem since I'm born
You should see what I perform
Or I never gave a fuck
What you want or where you from
Yeah, said where you from (said where you from)
I move around so I could see you get shit done (get shit done)
What's in my interest bout’ this shit, said put me on (said where you from)
Said what y'all wanted, what the fuck you really on (what the fuck you really on)
I was born, but it never worked [?] off my dick
Get out my way, I put my mental on display
I paid my angle, when you look I keep it straight
I wrap it up so I could move it out the state
Uh, yeah