[Hook]
I doubt myself more than you could know
But I'm also prouder of myself than I can let show
Woah woa
Think about it, when you're thrivin' (thrivin')
They'll all be about it ('bout it)
Then when you're strugglin' and got nothin' no one'll be around you (around ya)
A leader's not defeatist
Not one to stop competing
If he loses, if he loses
He's back at it next season
Believe that you're a legend
Believe you see potential
No second guessin' or else they won't believe you've got a dream worth remembering
[Verse 1]
Stop, drop, and roll
(Get down)
Holy sh** the house is on fire
Holy tits the place's going up in flames
Gotta say this is probably gonna be on the news and
I'm bettin' the f**ing front page
There's your girl right there looking like a star up on the stage
And watch her how she moves somebody quick get her an agent
Amazing face and tonight she's ridin' with me entertaining this
Named her little Miss Knock You Dead With a Kiss so great and painful call it Immediate addiction to the chase
She's naked wylin' no clothes on
Rikers Island the boy's bars strong
I'm paying costs the boss gonna need to hear that applause
No baby gagas oops I got that kind of wrong
Never matter I'm that rapper throwin' shakas never bothered the mantra (hang loose)
This one or that one?
I can't choose cause I'm plastered so I'll take two with a napkin to clean it up Once I've had it
I beat it up cause I'm 'bout it
Gettin' rough and I'm rowdy
I hit then dip and it's outti
I doubt myself but don't doubt me
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Waitin' all alone
Waitin' all alone
Coming out swinging through the door
And when is the right time?
When is the right time?
I'm betting each second that it's now
So sit down cause you're not making hits pal
People jumping up onboard well oh well
You're not my dog fo'real (fo'real)
Even though you're chasing my tail (my tail)
I'm yanking your chain
Nope, it's just a joke cause I see nothang
Around your throat where it's 'sposed to hang
Hey so I take the piss so what?
It's not a test but if it was
Yeah you'd get an F
You can kick rocks home while your chick drops dome
Got a sick barcode and a fifth patron ooh
And I mix it with a little bit of rhythm
Then I sprinkle on a little pinch of wrong
And damn all these girls always feelin' our vision
Losing themselves at the end of the song
[Hook]