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Lyrics

30 piece Welcome to the show Man who woulda thought I'd be the one they was watchin I gave em 20 to choose, like they was runnin the option I'm approachin 22 so the games slow, same lil nigga wit the 2s spittin silly off the brain though I done paid my dues so I'm gettin paid True, it ain't much but I move like I'm really saved Crew chasin millis, not a few, nah I'm playin five-tool like I'm Willie, ay Promo team got me comin through like I'm Billy Mays Ain't it a dream livin? Jo we been steamin, they been streamin what we cookin like we been in Paula Dean kitchen Clean, whippin somethin Japanese, luxury driven Pushin for the green like I'm Tyler the Creator, thankin mine For the day I'm outta line, gettin paper in advance, just another dream of mine till we major, like Glory, hallelujah I say a prayer then make it happen how I gotta do, clap at me, I gotta do ya I'm wavin sayonara, ain't sayin sorry to ya I've had a solid year, I'm starrin, I'm on my Kaluuya In more than one way, ever since I started, niggas wanna see me play the bad guy like it's hard to do it It's all a job, I just enjoy the way I cash out It feel good bringin presents to my dad house It feel good havin real gold francos But gully in my soul, boy I ain't the one to badmouth, see I know I walk like I believe I'm the Son comin But only God give me peace when I run from it Fake niggas laughin, tryna hurt me, real ones love me See me at my peak, I quiet groups like they Young Money Oh, you a shooter, is that why you hold that gun funny? I'm a movement, you a rapper, you are not the one for me But I be coolin, just three things I don't play about: Family, my name, and the paper that these bums run me Stop the, comparisons, I drop and, embarrass em Work till, I overload, chop then, compare and send I just been niche expanding I don't take this for granted I'm stackin chips and favors, different flavors, sprint the gamut I overcomplicate it, I'm tryna set the standard I'm undercompensated, ragin like I'm David Banner I really been exhausted, but I can handle it I think, cuz gettin sleep is prolly not how imma push a Phantom But depression and anxiety, they work in tandem So I be fightin while I'm writing so I understand em My eyes heavy, my mind heavy, my time gone But my pen swole, so I'm ready I Go off, any second, show off, any record Show out, any way that I can Way I'm movin on up, move the message I'm up, I'm the freshest I work, that's the way that I am I been puttin me first, so I'm eatin I hurt, so I see what I dream by the end of the ride It ain't just what I want, nah I need it I grind, till I bleed but this stress, ain't gon eat me alive But it would be nice to chill though