[Verse 1: Gibby]
I'mma skinny n***a I ain't dressed to impress sh**
Cause even on my worst day I'm better than ya best sh**
And I could f** your current b**h or any of ya exes
With my 15 inch rims n***a I ain't riding Lexus
But catch me doing 60 on Brown Deer and 52nd
In the ash grey Prius 50 miles to the gallon
I'm swerving past police at lie, 2 in the morning
And a n***a barely driving straight cause' i'm too busy snoring
f** a b**h that blew me off because now I'm too busy touring
Nosey b**hes doing too much on social media lurking
They putting themselves in the bad position just from exploring
Ain't no such thing as a faithful n***a baby quit searching
But now you hittin' lines just because sh** is convenient
Throw a rack, stop at the trap pick up more and then I'm leaning
The semi or the 40' posted on the block
If you step out of line, then ya momma will be screaming
b**h n***as hatin', claimin', that they aimin', for me
But I leave em laying on pavements
Jesus I'm saying that I defeated satan
Straight out of depression, now I'm laid up with my payments
Salty n***as don't like it but see the style and they bite it
So I'm confused on how you boo the n***a blowing up like a rocket
Main moral of bars, you copy n***as needa' stop it
Cause when I'm being honest
b**hes swear I'm the hottest
But my b**h like a goddess
I'm sparkin' up like taking a fork
And putting it inside of an electric socket
I promise, all success, come from making a profit
And not just the dollar bills stuffed inside of ya pockets
But the mental success
Is what'll make a n***a make it
By all means my n***a, I will never stop chasing the bacon
Forreal
[Interlude]
And that's just real sh**
Did it one time for ya b**h
[Verse: 2]
Filthy ya n***a
Defeated depression without a lick of liquor
But I'm living just fine
Hadda keep a n***a chin up
So I'm back to chasing payments and bacon
You needa save it
If you claiming I ain't nice with the flow
I'm claiming you hating
I'm campaigning against you whiny n***as always complaining
I'm training, waiting, and praying
That one day I'mma be famous
I'm entertaining and saving every b**h that left me hanging
Now I'm, climbing and changing
While you other n***as left remaining
I'm taking every single bit of energy and gaining
Cause procrastination got me nowhere but replaying
The same old same
Set a goal, I gotta gain
So I lifted up motivation, co*k it, and then I aim
And now I'm shooting for it
A young n***a just moving forward
I'm only in the first quarter, and warmer, put as the scorer
You're shorter, than the averaged honored
Now I gotchu cornered
So prepare to be tortured, by the fire ya'll ordered
I'm border line crazy with the flow and far from the border
I said I'm far from the border
I'm unbothered by you n***as
It's funny, you think you phase me
Ya'll the browns defensive line, put up against Eddie Lacy
My power is at 100, and ya'll at -80
Crazy with the shotgun, pump far
I'm Tom Brady
Up against the saints D-backs
This match up's like a Mercedes
Against a civic
Scratching up walls like hieroglyphics
It's horrific, I am an Olympic
With the specifics
My flow is scientific, you gotta read beyond the lyrics
Ya'll quickest to be some critics
And now I am livid, My anger is through the roof, and broken all of it's limits
I'm living off of the realness, never crypt-ed off a gimmick it's mystic, and if you want it go chase it until you get it
I'm defying all the rules and breaking all the laws of physics
Them stats, could claim you whack, But ya actions could claim you gifted