No Second Thoughts

Can't fake it Can't break it Gotta have it You can't take it Can't matrix Bend over backwards Way to powerful, cowards pray for your downfall I'm on my way to the top Dare to say I'm unstoppable Hurdling over obstacles Heard em say it's impossible That paralyzing fear's what they feel We keep moving over here Let em stare, found drive, and I steer Ignore the haters watchin Ain't a thang to get it poppin All that plotting finna bring the fuckin demons out my patners Got a squad full of starters And ya team jus second options Can't compete, and I won't waste my expertise n all you novices Look I been workin hard, swear to god Ima to celebrate Shout out all my dawgs, all the squads out here gettin paid Gotta run a bag up, gotta run a bag Gotta run the bag up, run a, run a bag Always motion forward, so ya never lookin back Gotta kill em wit the diligence, shout out to my Dad Gotta kill em wit percentages, 100 on the swag Movin different, keep my distance, I be on another path Why niggas look mad, y'all supposed to be, happy I'm free Picture me, rollin solo, blowin weed