I was made for this *, rookie of the yearI wouldn't show up for the freshman listYour swag inspired, you ain't fresh like this*, I'm on my haters, I'ma make em' pissedI was made for this *, rookie of the yearI wouldn't show up for the freshman listYour swag inspired, you ain't fresh like this*, I'm on my haters, I'ma make em' pissedCame out under to a BentleyNow these fuckboys wanna end meAmmunition, I got plentyI squeeze it till it's emptyMy haters, they resent meNever checkin' what they send meDon't touch me, I ain't friendlyI'm drivin' foreigns, I ain't rentin'Your career is a messYour career is stuck on pendingThe corner, what I'm bendingYou thinkin' of my lendingMy money, I ain't sendin'You can't get a pennyYou wanna see me fail because I'm ballin'You were fakin', we ain't got nothin' in commonYou didn't pick up when you saw me callin'So you wouldn't catch me if you saw me fallin'Be careful who you * on, they might make you never knowDon't try to come around me if you wasn't here beforeYou say you need some tickets, wanna see me at my showI put my bitch in VIP, I put you on the floorI was made for this *, rookie of the yearI wouldn't show up for the freshman listYou swaggin' spy, you ain't fresh like this* on all my haters, I'ma make them pissedI was made for this *, rookie of the yearI wouldn't show up for the freshman listYou swaggin' spy, you ain't fresh like this* on all my haters, I'ma make them pissedI'm rollin' off a bean and I'm stonedI just did an interview with Rolling StoneMy teachers used to call my mama on the phoneI failed in all my classes, hated goin' homeGot a lot of problems that I handle on my ownRemember makin' beats and feelin' stuck inside my homeAnd now when I come home, I'm fuckin' every bitch I knowI just show my chain off to Lil Uzi on the phoneI'm feelin' in my zone, I took the 30s to the domeI heard they pissed their * up just so they can match my toneI'm ballin', you can't stand it, how I keep you on your toesNo motion picture money, real ones in my videoWhen I'm in my city, I feel like I'm RamboMy bro like a mechanic, always keep the hammer closeDo I believe in heaven, to be honest, I don't knowBut I believe in ghosts and I believe in LambosI was made for this *, rookie of the yearI wouldn't show up for the Freshman listYou swaggy spy, you ain't fresh like this* on all my haters, I'ma make them pissedI was made for this *, rookie of the yearI wouldn't show up for the Freshman listYou swaggy spy, you ain't fresh like this* on all my haters, I'ma make them pissedBye.