Another sh*t about me on TV
If they don't talk about me, nah, nobody reads them
I never told my story because I had to heal
N***a, all those bastards who talked about me gotta suck my d*ck
Fake motherf*ckers who say that, thanks to them, I'm here
If it's because of my ma and my pa, and because of my sister
All my family and a few buddies
Day by day grinding, and those motherf*ckers peeled my skin
To all those ass-kissers, cheerleaders, my boy, I don't want you at my table
Here we're real, my n***a, to talk about me, dude, respect me first
This didn't fall from the sky for me
I had to grind, staying up late in studios
Waiting for them to give me a beat to record
Making money like crazy, but just to pay
A crew of frustrated ones
Who waited for me to be here and blow up
Bastard, I gave you yours, strange that you forgot
They don't even feel shame, my face would fall
Up there there's a God, and whatever happens, He always lifts me
Your movie is a lie
I'll copy you when you write a hit
I'm always quiet, minding my business
The only time I'm gonna waste saliva on you, yeah
I thank you for making me eat all that sh*t
You gave me strength so that I could start from zero
Day by day grinding, and those motherf*ckers peeled my skin
To all those ass-kissers, cheerleaders, my boy, I don't want you at my table
Here we're real, my n***a, to talk about me, dude, respect me first
This didn't fall from the sky for me
Day by day grinding so that this f*cking ride would happen for us
Yo, we're not gonna lower a single f*cking thing, not a damn bit, bro