Bootleg Dreams

[Intro] Yeah, f*ck what they say about me Trust fund baby turned trap star, that's the irony Marcus, this one's for you, snake ass bitch [Verse 1] Private school hallways, laptop in my bag Cracked VSTs, yeah, I was making racks Teachers thought I studied, nah, I'm moving packs Digital contraband, yeah, that was my class Zhang thought he knew me, tried to run his mouth Now he posting pics from his daddy's house While I'm in the studio, turning profits now Funny how that snitch shit really helped me out [Chorus] Had to choose between being real or being right Sold that software in the day, made beats at night Trust fund baby but I still put up a fight Now these industry vultures wanna take a bite Yeah, they wanna take a bite But I learned from my mistakes, yeah, I do this shit precise [Verse 2] Started with FL Studio, cracked that shit for free Built an empire off what they took from me Zhang thought he'd end me, but he set me free Now I'm making hits while he's getting his degree Rich kid with a hustle, yeah, that's rare They thought I'd break but baby, I don't play fair Turned them violations into millionaire Now the same ops wanna know how I got here [Bridge] From detention to the penthouse From warnings to the warehouse They thought they caught a case But they made a monster, no doubt [Verse 3] Every time I hit the booth, I remember that day When they thought they had me cornered, but I found a way Turned that L into a lesson, now I'm getting paid While them snitches mad because they gotta slave To the system that I broke and redesigned Trust fund money but I keep that trap mind Calculate each move, leave the past behind Now my worst days are my best flex, divine [Outro] Yeah, shoutout to Marcus Zhang For teaching me this game Now I sell these beats legally But the hustle stays the same Trust fund trapper Digital disaster Your betrayal made me sharper Now look who's the master