Real Talk

It's almost like i'm (Miami) streets I start a fire, Michael Myers Then retire the beat And the difference 'tween me and them Is that i'm highly unique You in the passenger seat I know your problems is deep Been losing touch with myself Its like I'm outta control Fuck the label, A&R's is trying to get me for low All you rappers should be scared When I get in my zone Gave your hoe 20-11 You ain't touchin' my throne A lotta niggas say they ball But they ain't even hold the ball right They try to end me by telling business on blog sites "I'm a player" what the fuck do that mean? You with the girl on Instagram I'm with the girl of your dreams, nigga And I ain't even pop yet I'm making classics My album ain't even dropped yet This hate got me feelin' like the golden child Rapper, settle down My reign gon' take a while Too late to settle for the 'hand me downs' To told me grab more I hope you feel it now Sittin' in that label room Playing you the records And when I left Best believe I'm more hungry than ever Respect your criticism Now I'm growing with it You told me I'm a star So now it's time to fucking get it I was in the studio, that shit would drive me crazy Talkin' shit that you'll get Pac'd like Brenda had a baby I rap like "What the fuck has he been drinking lately?" Writing hits on the regular, probably why they pay me Losin' love over petty shit, probably why she hate me Now I'm on some other shit, my life on the daily This shit is stressful, fuckin' up my vibe Why they wanna piece of mine to have a peace of mind? That shit confuses me still It's personal with my music I'm just keepin' it real Uh It's personal with my music I'm just keepin' it real And I'm fuckin' bein' honest Your girl hittin' me still I tend to flow a little deeper and I got more appeal It's real A legends on rise Probably have the same value if I'm dead or alive All the blood, sweat and tears See the pain in my eyes You lookin' at a livin' legend taking you on a ride It's time