Look, I don't know what's gotten into me I could be off of my rocker potentially Bigger I get, the more they thinkin' less of me Don't be the one to insult my integrity Put down the whistle, I'm done with you referees Y'all don't know nothing, you think you ejected me 'Til I show up in the game, like, "Remember me?" I gotta make it, these people depend on me (Pay, pay, pay) Ayy, that's how I'm living these days (Woo) Threaten my wife, keep digging that grave I had a job making minimum wage Told myself that I gotta get paid Prove myself, yeah, get up my grades Walk into class like, "Gimme that A" (A) Think I'm trash? Put a bag in your face And I put you by the road like, "Look what it's saying" Here's a reminder that I still spit Think I need to advise you to watch your lip Or at least realize that I'm not no kid Don't Google my name tryna find my crib Write a pop song, then I write a song like this Do a lot wrong? Doesn't matter, I learn quick I'm an outlaw, my brain has no fence Doesn't matter either way to me 'cause even if it did I would destroy it (Woo) Used to be employee, now I'm employer Making big deals, now I gotta get lawyers People tell me to relax and enjoy it But when I kick back, I see warnings So much time might pass, can't ignore it Every time I rap and I'm recording Might be my last so I absorb it 'cause... I gotta make it or make it I gotta make it or make it, yeah I gotta make it or make it Man, these are the options, these are the options I gotta make it or make it I gotta make it or make it, yeah I gotta make it or make it (Ayy, ayy, ayy) Man, these are the options, these are the options I gotta make it or make it I gotta make it or make it, woo I gotta make it or make it Man, these are the options, these are the options I gotta make it or make it I gotta make it or make it, woo (I gotta make it or make it) I gotta make it or make it Man, these are the options, these are the options (Yeah) Tool bag without the pliers Intros' without the choirs New car without the tires Music without the writers UFC without the fighters Smoking without the fire Cigarettes without the lighter Austin Powers, no Michael Myers, that's me (That's me) If I ain't got the bars, you see Something ain't right like I'm incomplete Outcast, yes, I'm a different breed If you disagree, make 'em all retreat (Woo) Act like a boss when I compete Take my thoughts into hyperspeed When it's all gone and I hit my peak At least I'll know that I took that leap (Ayy, ayy, ayy) 'Cause life is a process And I am not here for the nonsense Losin' everything I worked for likes to weigh on my conscience That why I block out the comments Who's next? Who's next? I don't know, I ain't been watching Closing my ear to the gossip I gotta make it or make it Man, these are the options, woo No forfeit, my course different Changed flows and I'm bored with it More livid, never more driven, I avoid timid Try to tell me I could never be the G.O.A.T. of rap, I ignore limits I was born with this, you're trippin' thinkin' I'm slippin' I'm enjoying this Look at me, I'm on the tour sellin' more tickets Even if the fourth record didn't sell a copy, I'ma do it like a hobby I ain't quitting 'til the Lord tell me (Lord tell me) I gotta make it or make it I gotta make it or make it, yeah I gotta make it or make it Man, these are the options, these are the options (These are the options) I gotta make it or make it I gotta make it or make it, woo I gotta make it or make it Man, these are the options, these are the options (Ayy, ayy, ayy) I gotta make it or make it I gotta make it or make it, woo I gotta make it or make it Man, these are the options, these are the options I gotta make it or make it I gotta make it or make it, woo I gotta make it or make it Man, these are the options, these are the options Ayy, these are the options Ah, these are the options Woo, these are the options Yeah, these are the options
Yea, So many options don't know what to choose from, trying to look for a better path but I'm lead down the darkest one, lights off there's no piece in my head, voices screaming they want me dead but there is no peace for the weak, so I live to be the best, No competition I know I'm the most perfect mirror mirror on the wall show them what I'm talking on, Yea, lyrically the best can't rhyme like me, my flow goes so fast and slow you couldn't even touch the rhythm of my beat, I get hate bout the way I am, calling me fake, to bad fake now days is speaking on facts, all this talk from the internet, Calling out the bitches that talk from a distance, yea respectfully shut the fuck if you ain't bout business
Look, I don't know what's gotten into me I could be off of my rocker potentially I don't know why you say this is the death of me Don't be the one to insult my integrity I'm on a path I'll follow til the end of me Put down the whistle, I'm done with the referencing I am never stopping, this is my obsession, see I cannot stop, forget the past, this the present, see There is nobody that's matching my energy So now I'm sitting here and I have no dependency Look, this is an addiction, everything I'm doing I will do it with conviction If you a feature, I'll kick you out like eviction And I am not lying so you better listen You better listen Shining on the top, watch me glisten I'm not the fricken type to always go dissin' but listen If you ask for the smoke, I'll give it Finna jump on the beat like "ribbet" I ain't just hop on the beat, I'm in it I won first place, so where's my ribbon? Everytime I do it, they loving my energy, loving the message that I give when I'm repping and setting all the examples and ex samples of music but this is not cost co, no nothing is free Turn down the beat and listen to me speak I don't nobody's help it's just me I am not scared I'm on top of mount everest's peak Rhymes go deep and they are not bleak Yeah This is how I'm living these days Bury the beat, I'm digging that grave When I get a job, no minimum wage Used to not care, now I gotta get paid So I walk into class like "GIMME THAT A" I don't understand why you living that way Well, let's just say A little bit of writing goes a long way, ayy
Look, I don't know what's gotten into me
I could be off of my rocker potentially
Bigger I get, the more they thinkin' less of me
Don't be the one to insult my integrity
Put down the whistle, I'm done with you referees
Y'all don't know nothing, you think you ejected me
'Til I show up in the game, like, "Remember me?"
I gotta make it, these people depend on me (Pay, pay, pay)
Ayy, that's how I'm living these days (Woo)
Threaten my wife, keep digging that grave
I had a job making minimum wage
Told myself that I gotta get paid
Prove myself, yeah, get up my grades
Walk into class like, "Gimme that A" (A)
Think I'm trash? Put a bag in your face
And I put you by the road like, "Look what it's saying"
Here's a reminder that I still spit
Think I need to advise you to watch your lip
Or at least realize that I'm not no kid
Don't Google my name tryna find my crib
Write a pop song, then I write a song like this
Do a lot wrong? Doesn't matter, I learn quick
I'm an outlaw, my brain has no fence
Doesn't matter either way to me 'cause even if it did I would destroy it (Woo)
Used to be employee, now I'm employer
Making big deals, now I gotta get lawyers
People tell me to relax and enjoy it
But when I kick back, I see warnings
So much time might pass, can't ignore it
Every time I rap and I'm recording
Might be my last so I absorb it 'cause...
I gotta make it or make it
I gotta make it or make it, yeah
I gotta make it or make it
Man, these are the options, these are the options
I gotta make it or make it
I gotta make it or make it, yeah
I gotta make it or make it (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Man, these are the options, these are the options
I gotta make it or make it
I gotta make it or make it, woo
I gotta make it or make it
Man, these are the options, these are the options
I gotta make it or make it
I gotta make it or make it, woo (I gotta make it or make it)
I gotta make it or make it
Man, these are the options, these are the options (Yeah)
Tool bag without the pliers
Intros' without the choirs
New car without the tires
Music without the writers
UFC without the fighters
Smoking without the fire
Cigarettes without the lighter
Austin Powers, no Michael Myers, that's me (That's me)
If I ain't got the bars, you see
Something ain't right like I'm incomplete
Outcast, yes, I'm a different breed
If you disagree, make 'em all retreat (Woo)
Act like a boss when I compete
Take my thoughts into hyperspeed
When it's all gone and I hit my peak
At least I'll know that I took that leap (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
'Cause life is a process
And I am not here for the nonsense
Losin' everything I worked for likes to weigh on my conscience
That why I block out the comments
Who's next? Who's next?
I don't know, I ain't been watching
Closing my ear to the gossip
I gotta make it or make it
Man, these are the options, woo
No forfeit, my course different
Changed flows and I'm bored with it
More livid, never more driven, I avoid timid
Try to tell me I could never be the G.O.A.T. of rap, I ignore limits
I was born with this, you're trippin' thinkin' I'm slippin'
I'm enjoying this
Look at me, I'm on the tour sellin' more tickets
Even if the fourth record didn't sell a copy, I'ma do it like a hobby
I ain't quitting 'til the Lord tell me (Lord tell me)
I gotta make it or make it
I gotta make it or make it, yeah
I gotta make it or make it
Man, these are the options, these are the options (These are the options)
I gotta make it or make it
I gotta make it or make it, woo
I gotta make it or make it
Man, these are the options, these are the options (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
I gotta make it or make it
I gotta make it or make it, woo
I gotta make it or make it
Man, these are the options, these are the options
I gotta make it or make it
I gotta make it or make it, woo
I gotta make it or make it
Man, these are the options, these are the options
Ayy, these are the options
Ah, these are the options
Woo, these are the options
Yeah, these are the options
Yea,
So many options don't know what to choose from, trying to look for a better path but I'm lead down the darkest one,
lights off there's no piece in my head, voices screaming they want me dead but there is no peace for the weak, so I live to be the best,
No competition I know I'm the most perfect mirror mirror on the wall show them what I'm talking on,
Yea, lyrically the best can't rhyme like me, my flow goes so fast and slow you couldn't even touch the rhythm of my beat,
I get hate bout the way I am, calling me fake, to bad fake now days is speaking on facts, all this talk from the internet,
Calling out the bitches that talk from a distance, yea respectfully shut the fuck if you ain't bout business
that's not the lyrics buddy
Look, I don't know what's gotten into me
I could be off of my rocker potentially
I don't know why you say this is the death of me
Don't be the one to insult my integrity
I'm on a path I'll follow til the end of me
Put down the whistle, I'm done with the referencing
I am never stopping, this is my obsession, see
I cannot stop, forget the past, this the present, see
There is nobody that's matching my energy
So now I'm sitting here and I have no dependency
Look, this is an addiction, everything I'm doing I will do it with conviction
If you a feature, I'll kick you out like eviction
And I am not lying so you better listen
You better listen
Shining on the top, watch me glisten
I'm not the fricken type to always go dissin' but listen
If you ask for the smoke, I'll give it
Finna jump on the beat like "ribbet"
I ain't just hop on the beat, I'm in it
I won first place, so where's my ribbon?
Everytime I do it, they loving my energy, loving the message that I give when I'm repping and setting all the examples and ex samples of music but this is not cost co, no nothing is free
Turn down the beat and listen to me speak
I don't nobody's help it's just me
I am not scared I'm on top of mount everest's peak
Rhymes go deep and they are not bleak
Yeah
This is how I'm living these days
Bury the beat, I'm digging that grave
When I get a job, no minimum wage
Used to not care, now I gotta get paid
So I walk into class like "GIMME THAT A"
I don't understand why you living that way
Well, let's just say
A little bit of writing goes a long way, ayy
i'm making a remix to this beat
Mansion feat. Fleurie instrumental version? Plzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz