Lyrics
I
been
in
it
for
a
minute
Any
song
I'm
on
you
know
that
imma
kill
it
That's
word
to
my
father,
son
and
holy
spirit
Perfected
the
craft,
I
sharpened
every
lyric
Tryna
run
shit
like
I'm
Usain
Won't
stop
'til
I'm
too
paid
Like
old
dudes
rocking
toupees
'Bout
to
blow
like
my
name
Husain
Said,
I'm
'bout
to
blow
like
my
name
Husain,
who
the
illest
in
the
city
now
I
been
feeling
like
it's
fuck
'em
all,
can't
none
of
these
niggas
fuck
with
me
now
Man
I
can't
stop,
no
I
won't
stop
'til
these
verses
cost
50
thou
Make
it
add
up
to
a
millie,
wow,
look
I'm
just
tryna
make
mama
proud
Move
out
where
the
hills
at,
have
her
looking
out
into
the
ocean
Lately
niggas
love
to
ride
a
wave,
always
sound
the
same,
but
who
owns
it?
It
sounds
like
water
when
I'm
flowing,
I
might
fuck
around
and
just
flood
the
game
I
want
the
money,
nigga,
fuck
the
fame
If
this
a
race,
I'm
in
another
lane
Swerving
past
the
competition,
we
don't
share
the
same
vision
I'm
Tom
Cruise
with
the
shits,
that
just
means
I'm
on
a
mission
I
want
it
so
imma
go
get
it,
I'm
so
sick
call
a
medic
Salterpayne
for
the
pain,
mix
it
with
the
sprite
and
ice
then
I
sip
it
Is
you
with
it?
I
been
feeling
like
the
greatest
Told
my
mama
imma
make
it
A
lot
of
these
niggas
they
hated
I
pay
them
no
mind,
they're
not
phasing
Me
no,
no,
no
(aye)
I'm
grinding
tryna
stack
the
doe
(yeah)
From
the
ceiling
to
the
floor
(yeah)
'Cause
this
is
really
all
I
know
(yeah)
(This
is
really
all
I
know)
Now
I'm
tryna
get
paid
off
this
rap
shit
(Tired
of
all
the
games
and
acting)
Lord
knows
I've
been
patient,
I've
been
praying
(They
won't
give
it
to
me?
I
guess
I
gotta
take
it)
Since
a
teen
I
had
a
dream
that
we
gon'
make
it
(Had
a
couple
of
opportunities
I
wasted)
Now
it's
back
to
the
drawing
back
to
basics
(Had
to
pull
my
socks
up,
tie
up
my
laces,
mama
I'm
'bout
to
make
it)
They
won't
get
it
until
the
stars
is
aligned
See,
I'm
my
mama's
only
son
so
I
was
destined
to
shine
Apparently
I
won't
make
it
unless
I
rap
in
vernac'
One
word
to
them
niggas,
tell
'em
I
said
"FOTSHEK"
Time
and
time
again
I
done
earned
my
respect
No
more
pro-bono,
better
cut
up
the
cheque
Ask
around
in
my
city,
I
done
put
in
the
work
Used
to
walk
to
the
studio,
my
feet
would
hurt,
I
seen
the
worst
Believe
me
it's
not
easy
Fuck
a
9 to
5,
'cause
music
is
what'll
feed
me
All
I
gotta
do
is
do
me
and
be
me
Then
they're
realize
that
the
game
really
needs
me
This
my
year,
I
put
it
out
in
the
universe
If
I
gotta,
I'll
kill
a
rapper,
put
him
in
a
hearse
Fuck
a
casket,
throw
his
dead
body
in
a
dirt
I
can
really
rap
or
get
melodic
when
I
sing
a
verse
When
we
take
shots
it's
vodkilla
the
head
When
they
take
shots
it's
tweets
I
ain't
never
read
On
my
Thwenny
and
Stino,
"pass
that
vooduka"
Honey's
in
my
section
'cause
they
know
we
got
that
hookah
I
can
teach
you
a
couple
things
just
like
a
tutor
But
if
you're
acting
boujie
then
imma
have
to
excuse
ya
Like,
"move
bitch,
get
out
the
way"
'Cause
I'm
with
the
homies
and
we're
out
to
play
(aye)
I
been
feeling
like
the
greatest
Told
my
mama
imma
make
it
A
lot
of
these
niggas
they
hated
I
pay
them
no
mind,
they're
not
phasing
Me
no,
no,
no
(aye)
I'm
grinding
tryna
stack
the
doe
(yeah)
From
the
ceiling
to
the
floor
(yeah)
'Cause
this
is
really
all
I
know
(yeah)
(This
is
really
all
I
know)
I
been
feeling
like
the
greatest
Told
my
mama
imma
make
it
A
lot
of
these
niggas
they
hated
I
pay
them
no
mind,
they're
not
phasing
Me
no,
no,
no
(aye)
I'm
grinding
tryna
stack
the
doe
(yeah)
From
the
ceiling
to
the
floor
(yeah)
'Cause
this
is
really
all
I
know
(yeah)
(This
is
really
all
I
know)
1 1 9 9 X (Intro) [feat. Aura Griffiths]
2 90's Baby
3 Bang Bang (Like Me)
4 A Word from Kat (Skit)
5 100-1 (Freestyle)
6 I Really Rap
7 Mama Told Me/Days Like This (Interlude)
8 Pick up the Phone for Heavy D (Skit)
9 Across the Room
10 Rock n Roll
11 Freedom (feat. Aura Griffiths)
12 Be (feat. Aura Griffiths)
13 Do It For
14 All I Know
15 Last Year Being Broke (feat. Aura Griffiths)
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