[Intro] [Verse 1: Mickey Factz] I don't want to sound like i'm hating Expressing how i feel, and it sound like complaining But i just want to feel like i'm bound for the greatest Without being famous Sounds like i'm Jaded My lines go around y'all crowns like equators Why am i still found by the ground like a crater I don't know, but enough of the melody's Rappers can't never touch what they never see I'm stuck feeling empathy What would i rather see I'm getting crushed by the lust of my enemies Trusting my energy Hand on her bu*t while im clutching my Hennessy At the Grammy's feeling like im nothing ill never be (Yay!) But this rush is so heavenly, think about it Freddy Krueger chase me when I dream about it I had a buzz but, i ain't want to be around it Just wanted a female bush i can beat around in King of talent but you see i'm doubted My ego's low, but they think its cloudy Im drinking from a fountain, whats the meaning bout it Hope is full of youth and full of truth Pen write it out bullet points on bullet proof Laying up with a girl just like i couldn't shoot Which means i'm never outside like a music booth I'm just hip to the motions like a hula hoop I'm wondering where life should go On the microphone I'm a titan or a giant clone Think about Goliath or a lichen when i'm tryna flow Soon i'ma be he king sitting on the nicest throne (Factz) [Verse 2: Deeq Sheikhali) Im coming live from my mother f**in' city The same place where nobody was f**ing with me Used to, stay my a** writing in my mama house Now a n***a bout to blow and everybody riding with me Had a teacher back in school who said i wouldn't even make it Told me i wasn't sh** and that my life would end up wasted It's all good i'm already used to being hated Cause these rappers from my city k**ed the scene, i just saved it Now a n***a with a dream, finna blow up one day Don't worry mama ill be good i know you out there hoping That i will make it soon, the road im on is only one way Now watch this money inflate, ill be somebody some day I never stopped working man i'm on a day to day Word from my brother, had a fan out in Sante Fe He said that my words hit home and said that he can relate And plus he told i'm the one, bottom right to escape Oh dear Oh dear, oh dear Man i'm rapping like i got the f**in' verse of the year I got the people sleeping on me talking about my career On how my flow can be so sick, its like i rap with no cure I'm getting tired of the cops and all the body's they collapsing f** you to the pigs, swine flu is what they catching All they do is talk about how they're here to protect Man police out here living foul, somebody call in a tech I'm trynna catch flame, like my name fired up I told these n***as i ain't kidding like they tubes tied up I got the upper hand even if its 2 on one Boy i'm telling you rap n***as step it up or you done n***a [Outro] Step it up or ya done I'm telling wack n***as step it or ya done Man, and we ain't playing no games Yall claim to be Soulja and i ain't sayin no names Welcome to my head man, aye Mickey we got one n***a!