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Yeah yeah,
Satisfied has to you

Big

Oh, you got the shoutout

You feelin' good about yourself now, huh?
Satisfied it has to you (6ix)

up let me get up in it now
Bitch, I'm to win it now
L-O-G-I-C, I'm feeling free, I'm bring it now
If you know the words take a step back and it now
Never thought I'd have to, but I the windows tinted now
Like, la-di-da-di, who got the to my Audi?
Last time I said, it viral, I don't fuck with nobody
And I don't with you, you, them, her and him too
'Cause none of y'all know a fucking thing 'bout what I through
And all that superficial shit you love I'm just not
And when it comes to gettin' deep in this rap shit I've to
the pussy, don't push me
I ain't no killer, but you the rest
You think I the holy spirit how I'm feelin' blessed
Ain't no contest to all this wack shit, it ain't no test
Step and get laid to rest, boy, and get laid to rest
And ain't no "S" on my chest but I'm gunnin'
While half of motherfuckers still runnin'
I've learned everything attained and they still 'front him
God damn, I'm the motherfuckin' man
Used to call you a hater, you a motherfuckin'
Ain't built himself a brand like me
I signed a shoe deal 'cause I'm waitin' for Nike
To recognize all these youngins wanna be just me
Cut the for 20 Million right now and we might see
Everybody my kicks, preachin' positivity
I get up, I get up

I get up, when I'm
Had enough, almost drowned, shit rough
I get tough and I'm beaten to the ground
I get up, I get up
I get up, uh, uh
I get up, uh, uh
I get up, I'm down
Had enough, almost drowned, when rough
I get tough and when I'm 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 "Robert" unless it's about Dinero
Far from a hero, I never savin' hoes
I'm not defined by clothes, and zeros
It matter if you got six dollars or six figures on the creep
'Cause in the end we all six deep
Meanwhile, be immortalized on the 6ix beat
Flashbacks and visions way back in G'Burg
Every single one of my and me work
Cuttin' had to get up out it, a hit, forget about it
Youngin' a dream but nobody gave a shit about it
Ten years later pick up a pen, write a hit it
And back then I thought I'd be defined by how I rhyme
Not like these rappers with flows, but look good online
Not to feel bad for speakin' bout this shit on my mind
Or a faggot or nigger or cracker who wish he was blacker
I wish I could my homophobic,
racist attacker and the shit
outta ass as peaceful is possible
It's highly improbable, it's
But still, way too many people how I feel
That's on the real, on the real, on the real

I get up, I'm down
Had enough, almost drowned, shit rough
I get tough and when I'm to the ground
I get up, I get up
I get up, uh, uh
I get up, uh, uh
I get up, I'm down
Had enough, almost drowned, shit rough
I get tough and I'm beaten to the ground
I get up, I get up
I get up, uh, uh
I get up, uh, uh

Ayo motherfuckin' Trump that shit
on my last album but you wasn't in
Fuck a mumble let's make America rap
don't give a fuck about rap or what's happenin'
Fuck a Hype Beast, bitch, now who me?
Nobody the music, this shit, this rap TMZ
Nowadays everyone divided, so I collided with to preach that
Go 'head now boy and preach
Wash my hands of this negativity, to three stacks
So fresh, so clean, who the on the scene?
Wu-Tang, get the
Sinatra 'gon supreme
Hoping your mental get out feelins like dental
This shit is consequential, lightin' a fire to the
Can you rappers the flame? Nah, this shit won't be the same
Fuck a rap beef, I promise I want all of y'all to
But deep down you it's only 'gon be one Mufasa
I'm the king, the bling, but just might make you kiss the ring
All these rappers I came up on, I surpassed on, I it sting now
Don't try to twist my words and turn that some shit
I love all you motherfuckers, want to hear you spit
Dropped my last shit, the wide world applauded it
Game ain't giving me my credit so I'ma audit it
I'm heartless Kanye in '08
Yeah word to NO I.D
Now all know who I be
I'm callin' out to jump up on the
track with me and smack the industry
Show 'em what that rap do
The in your court, Hov
I hope to hear Guru, woo!