Pop my shit

Yeah, turn that shit up

I don't talk pressure, I make the room compress, yeah

Pop my shit, I got every right to brag

Came up with a daydream, made it pay me back

They was laughing at the vision

Now they screenshotting the map

I don′t race with competition

I leave timeouts on the track

Pop my shit

Let the whole room know

Built it from a bare wall

Now the chandelier glow

They can trace every move

Still can't duplicate the soul

I don′t need a co-sign

I make the room say

There they go

Here they go

Turned out in the diesel

Put the pressure in the tank

Had to swipe my own card

When the whole world hit decline

Now them numbers speak fluent

Every comma got a rank

Made a staircase out of setbacks

Now I′m steeping every step

Walk in no introduction

Let the silence say my name

Temperature drop when I enter

Then the flash bulbs catch a flame

I don′t chase what isn't mine

I make the blueprint claim the frame

Put a lock around the target

Then I kicked it off the game

Fuck that bitch

Fuck that bitch

F-f-fuck that bitch

F-fuck that bitch

Bitch I′ll hoe ass

Bitch I'll hoe ass

Why

Why

Fuck on

Fuck my shit

I got every right to brag

Came up with a daydream

Made it penny bag

They was lashing at the vision, now they screenshotting the map

I don't race with competition, I leave tie marks on the track

My comeback got a soundtrack, every drumline got receipts

Made a feast from empty cupboards, now the table got a suite

They were praying for a stumble, I was lacing up my tongue

Now they reach for my elevator

While I′m adding floors beneath

I don't need to be the loudest

My arrival change and shake

Every room I walk inside

Gets a new escape route

Put the work behind the words

Now the proof is hard to fake

They were looking for my ceiling

Building past the frame

I made a lane out of the rubble

Put the pavement in my name

Every scar became a signature

Every setback fed the flame

They were waiting for permission

I was busy changing gates

Now the ones who fall they luck

Born to calculate the weight

I don′t fold under the spotlight

I make shadows move aside

Put the fear inside the furnace

Let ambition be the guide

If they're searching for the old me

Tell them check the other side

I outgrew every limit

They were hoping I would hide

No handouts

I made the empty pockets echo

No shortcuts

I turned the long road into doors

No savers

I kept the receipts and paid em

Now the same doors they ignore me

Got my name engraved in platinum

Who got next

Who got next

I got next

Naw fuck em

Fuck that bitch

Fuck that bitch

With yo hoe ass

With yo hoe ass

What

What

Fuck em

Fuck my shit

I got every right to brag

Turn a cracked up foundation to a penthouse with a view that can wist

Now the same boys that ignored me got my name engraved in platinum, boo

Gone next

Gone next

Gone Next

Fuck that bitch

Fuck that bitch