CAKE

I jump on a beat and I run through the middle Gotta get in the zone when I touch instrumentals to make sure that I clear out my mental Cant nothing Im doing out here be considered as gentle Can't nobody stop me from me, and I mean it, nobody not even myself hoe I put in the work like a bumble bee baby I'm stepping real hard like a shell toe There was no choice for me baby, I had to get right Had no cash in my pocket, I'm up watching interviews every night, Paid attention that's right Got advice that I took in hopes that it'd better my life I conditioned myself, when I looked in the rear view, I see that I left em behind I'm on the grind Also out of my mind But I like it this way Hustling hard I don't got time to play I stay on the hunt, I don't got time to pray If you know what it is, why the f*ck you complain I knew I'd get love and I knew I'd get hate Independent my walking, I'm carving a lane Wanted to eat so I'm stuffing my face Fat boy shit I need my cake I said f*ck the fame, get the money and lay low I'm going real hard so they can't ever say no I feel like a staple that's stuck to the paper To strive and achieve man I dont need a label I spit what I feel and I see, ain't no fable Reality checks what I bring to the table I run up a profit to have me a say so And hustlers relate cause I get em enabled The effort I had for hoes went into business Money over fucking all of these bitches And need the whole thing cause I don't want percentages Do what I gotta do, make sure I'm getting it Step in the booth and I never be hesitant Still the same nigga from back then the way you remember it Boy with the book bag and pad with the pen in it I jump on a beat and I run through the middle Gotta get in the zone when I touch instrumentals to make sure that I clear out my mental Cant nothing Im doing out here be considered as gentle Can't nobody stop me from me, and I mean it, nobody not even myself hoe I put in the work like a bumble bee baby I'm stepping real hard like a shell toe There was no choice for me baby, I had to get right Had no cash in my pocket, I'm up watching interviews every night, Paid attention that's right Got advice that I took in hopes that it'd better my life I conditioned myself, when I looked in the rear view, I see that I left em behind I'm on the grind Also out of my mind But I like it this way Hustling hard I don't got time to play I stay on the hunt, I don't got time to pray If you know what it is, why the f*ck you complain I knew I'd get love and I knew I'd get hate Independent my walking, I'm carving a lane Wanted to eat so I'm stuffing my face Fat boy shit I need my cake I don't do back and forth nigga I don't do the tennisin' Dashboard gon run em over like some venison I'm seeing red again Leaving another beat dead again Thinking I can't ever settle in I'm tryna live how a legend live Taking advantage of everything thrown at me I'm building leverage Still putting drank in my beverages Danny not Dennis but I still be menacing Ain't no BSing him Smokes lot of medicine Mama said say no to drugs but y'all know I was yessing it I don't be stressing shit Never be begging I focus on building and keeping it steady then growing it bigger Talking like Thugga I'm talking like Jigga Want my own city since I went to Disney Rest In Peace to that boy Nipsey I jump on a beat and I run through the middle Gotta get in the zone when I touch instrumentals to make sure that I clear out my mental Cant nothing Im doing out here be considered as gentle Can't nobody stop me from me, and I mean it, nobody not even myself hoe I put in the work like a bumble bee baby I'm stepping real hard like a shell toe There was no choice for me baby, I had to get right Had no cash in my pocket, I'm up watching interviews every night, Paid attention that's right Got advice that I took in hopes that it'd better my life I conditioned myself, when I looked in the rear view, I see that I left em behind I'm on the grind Also out of my mind But I like it this way Hustling hard I don't got time to play I stay on the hunt, I don't got time to pray If you know what it is, why the f*ck you complain I knew I'd get love and I knew I'd get hate Independent my walking, I'm carving a lane Wanted to eat so I'm stuffing my face Fat boy shit I need my cake