Maintainin' at the top,
stay racin' to the guap,
painstakin'
Great patience,
straight aimin',
never stop,
stay trainin'
Lame scravin', safe havens, better not
Complain later when you fade where you left your spot
You doin' me a great favor when you pop off
With the mouth talkin' about all of
the doubts you're short to recount
My losses,
you shout,
but my wins,
you ain't praising medals got
The greatest motivator,
it be bad mind The fakers only hail you in the grand times
When you straight and holdin' paper,
it be mad vibes
On the train,
homies for me later Damn guys never in kitchens
But askin' dinner times when I need marathon partners,
not finish line friends
If I died,
them gonna pick a different side to hitch a ride
Did I lie?
Real * that I said, uh
And
now I pick the mic back up from where I left it
Dust it off, mic check, yup, then I finesse it
Come on,
no question,
I treat the microphone like a weapon
And when I'm performin',
I'm representin' So it's a must that I do this,
don't wanna
act stupid I want them lookin' forward to my new *
Exclusive,
the boof is why I exhale,
I know I'm the best
That's why I walk around holdin' my breath Got this hole in my chest,
got me lettin'
in so much stress But hold up,
check,
homie,
I ain't fold once
yet And don't plan on it, feet on the ground,
I stand on it I passed up offers and bad endorsements
Laughed at A&Rs when I sat in they offices Trashed the politics,
be an actual artist
And I still get a check from the rap performances So I'ma stay true,
like,
what else I'ma do?
I cook it like