​that’s your problem

[Verse 1]
Crown was on my title, shaking hands with idols
I look into your spirals, your visions at arrival now
Mom and sister saw the Eiffel Tower, that's the way it goes
Hyper child, all these people drain my soul
Never will I quiet down
I pat my back for making those with my team
Not the type to take your road, I don’t like to play the scene
I don't hype up baby schemes, gotta hustle to the bag
Niggas don’t credit me, I should drop producer tags
I know a lot of men and women that were really here for us
Shouting in the air for us
Crowded on the trains, same destination yea it's up
In the Bronx my area, you do not compare to us
Shoot a shot with range, my computer got me sucked in
You can find me mad on Twitter
Or catch me in the city, scooting by an average nigga

[Verse 2]
I'm not famous, just a city kid who knows his name
But stop playing like you know the game
I was stuck with a loading screen
I'm not the only one noticed change
We on the road, but we don't go the same
I miss the uptown rides bro
It sucks now that our eyes don't make any contact
And that I don't get kept in the loop
But still, I'm repping my group
Shouts out to Derrick and Rube