Hold up, let me get up in it now Bitch, I'm here to win it now L-O-G, I see I'm feelin' free, I'm finna bring it now If you know the words, take a step back and sing it now Never thought I'd have to, but I keep the windows tinted now Like, la-di-da-di, who got the keys to my Audi? Last time I said it went viral, I don't *** with nobody And I don't *** with you, you, them, her, and him too Cause don't none of y'all know a ***in' thing about what I've been through And all that superficial *** you love, I'm just not into And when it comes to gettin' deep in this rap *** I've been to Like, your pussy don't push me, I ain't no killer, but you know the rest You think I caught the Holy Spirit, how I'm feelin' blessed Ain't no contest that all this wack ***, it just ain't no test Step and get laid to rest, boy, step and get laid to rest It ain't no S on my chest, but I'm still runnin' While half of these mother***ers still runnin' I've earned everything I've attained and they steal from him Like, goddamn, I'm the mother***in' man Used to call you a hater, you a mother***in' stan Ain't nobody built himself a brand like me I ain't signed a suit deal cause I'm waitin' for Nike To recognize all these youngins wanna be just like me Got the check for 20 million right now where we might see Everybody rockin' my kicks, preachin' positivity I get up, T, I get up, T, I get up When I'm down, had enough, almost drown When *** rough, I get tough and when I'm beating to the ground I get up, I get up, I get up, uh, uh, I get up, uh, uh, I get up When I'm down, had enough, almost drown When *** rough, I get tough and when I'm beating to the ground I get up, I get up, I get up, uh, uh, I get up, uh, uh, I get up Never address me as robber, less is bought that dinero Far from a hero, I ain't never saved by hoes I'm not defined by these closes, zeroes It don't matter if you got six dollars or six figures on the creep Cause in the end, we all six feet deep Meanwhile, I'll be immortalized on the six feet Flashbacks of half-envisions way back in G-burg Every single one of my homies and me were Plotting how to get about it, making hip hop get about it Younger with a dream, but nobody gave a *** about it Ten years later, pick up the pen, write a hit about it And back then, I thought I'd be defined by how good I rhymed Not like these rappers with *** flows, but a good online Not made to feel bad for speaking about this *** on my mind Or call the faggot a ***, a cracker, who wish he was blacker I wish I could face my homophobic, racist attacker And smack the *** out of they ass as peaceful as possible It's highly improbable, it's stoppable, but still Way too many people fear how I feel That's on the real, on the real, on the mother***ing real I get up when I'm down, had enough, almost round When *** rough, I get tough, and when I'm beating to the ground I get up, I get up, I get up, uh, uh, I get up, uh, uh, I get up When I'm down, had enough, almost round When *** rough, I get tough, and when I'm beating to the ground I get up, I get up, I get up, uh, uh, I get up, uh, uh, I get up Ay, yo, mother***er, Trump Said that *** on my last album, but you wasn't tapping it *** a mumble, let's make America rap again Industry don't give a *** about rap, but what's happening? *** a hype beast, bitch, now who's seeing me? Nobody reports the music, this *** is rap TMZ Nowadays, everyone divided, so I collided with headlines Preach that, go ahead, boy, now preach that Watch my hands, it is negativity Word to three stacks, so fresh, so clean Who the illest on the scene? Wu-Tang, get the cream, Sinatra gon' reign supreme Open your mental, get out your feelings like dental This *** is consequential, lightin' a fire to the game Can you rappers feel the flame? Now this *** won't be the same *** a rap beef, I promise I want all of y'all to prosper But deep down, you know it's only gon' be one Mufasa I'm the king, *** the bling, but this might make you kiss the ring All these rappers I came up on, I surpassed, I know it sting Now, don't try to twist my words and turn that into some *** I love all you mother***ers, just wanna hear you spit Dropped my last ***, the whole wild world applauded it Game still ain't give me my credit, so I'ma audit it I'm heartless like Kanye in 08 Yeah, that's where the no ID, now they all know who I be I'm callin' out Jay-Z to jump up on the track with me And smack the whole industry, show him what that real rap do The ball's in your court, hov, I hope to hear from Guru