Canceled

All the world’s a stage That’s what they told me when I was in the 9th grade Wanna free my mind before they lock it in a cage Pour out all the brilliance and the stories and the rage Tried to tell me “you can’t do that, keep that part you ‘possed to play” “Dreams too big, in a box you gotta stay” “What you tryna risk it all for the art? Not safe" I used to hear it all till I said one day Imma do anyway, Give a f*ck what they say For this shit I go crazy Diamond in the rough Underdog, Underrated I looked in the mirror and I saw the greatest I looked in myself and I got what it takes I got tired of waitin’ Don’t need em to give it it’s mine for the takin’ Now I walk around like I already made it Now I talk my shit like the game I done played it If it ain’t about a bag get out my way If you ain't talking money, then get out my face You ain't never seen a pretty mouth spit so raw? Step up in the scene, and I drop a couple jaws And I keep a bad bitch ass fat, no flaws Nah she ain't checking for you, I ain’t finna put you on And if you ain't cutting a check then you can’t check on me at all And if you ain't coppin a brick or slidin’ dick you not the boss Get lost son Yeah you talk like you the man Yeah you say you got some plans See you stunting on the gram All that actin for the cam Is you really bout it fam? All that flashin' get you jammed All that cap, I ain’t a fan I be laughing to the bank, throw the bands off If you stick up for your money, throw your hands up I do not go back and forth I get to smacking broads Bitches act so typical These bitches my reciprocals Blueprints, I'm the original Zodiac bitch I been the goat Born in the cold “Oh what , izzy Rap now? I thought this bitch did comedy Bitches really need to stick to comedy cause like” Why bitch? You think im a fuckin clown? Are you not entertained? F*ck what you thought bitch who hotter than me? Crashin' the game and I made my own and I'm doin' the dash you ain't matchin' my speed May the fruits of my labor put plates on my table, can’t stop till I see the whole family eat (That’s on god) Thats on god I aint here to compete But I bring a hater to their knees They throwin’ flowers at my feet They soundin’ like fans when they scream So I fall back And watch the way they crawl back If it ain’t business, I don't call back Finessed it, they applaud that Who woulda thought that A lil shawty like me Could pull up & bring all the smoke, the way she takin’ all the heat I think I got a little room to be feeling a lil cocky Used to think I wasn’t shit and now look at me ,bitches poppin' Who gon’ top me now? Yeah, who gon’ stop me now? I bring the party out I got em wildin’ out Yeah you talk like you the man Yeah you say you got some plans See you stunting on the gram All that actin for the cam Is you really bout it fam? All that flashing get you jammed All that cap, I ain’t a fan