[Verse 1] It's the King of Maine, but I remember getting in the game Everybody told me I'm insane "You should stay in college, quit the rappin' Save a dollar, it won't happen" They gave up and they told me to do the same But I knew I was gonna bang, knew I was emoji with the flames Even when your homie told me I was lame Now he wants a verse, bro, twenty million out the purse In my gmail, replied on the plane Now I bag work, I don't mean coke I mean merch Twenty-five dollars for a shirt Since I pay six that's nineteen, profit for a hit I'm a prophet to these kids, I'm like a church, Speezus Christ Used to work morning to the night So another man could live a better life Minimally pay me then he's whipping a Mercedes Something shady, so I made it to the May just out of spite That's right [Hook] You doubted, you doubted Can't do sh** about it, I'm 'bout it They told me, "Keep quiet, don't try it, just be Ryan" But I told them, "I'm shouting" Feeling like, "Haaaan," the way I went solo Check me out, no 'nother man's logo on my polo Defying all the exclamations, moving past the expectations I don't got a reservation, coming from my destination They didn't get it, then they dig it like it's excavation My execution plus determination, I'm levitatin' (How much?) [Verse 2] 35 hunnid for the show, that's the number right before I blow Me, I used to work for 10.50 in the kitchen Boss b**hin' in my vision ‘cause there's wrinkles in my clothes Now I write the checks, I don't know what city up next If you think I'm bimpin' you would be correct I got fans to my left and some money to my right I made what you made in a month in one night Now I'm walking in New Orleans with my homies and I'm tanning on my shoulder blades This is what you couldn't see in older days When I was bumping Odelay Till I got a whip with a roof that could fold away Or secret service jogging by my motor cave If I had listened, my trophies and plaques in the gla** wouldn't glisten I had premonitions but they were dismissive Thought I was lost, but now boss my description And if I had listened to you, I'd probably still have the apron That goes around back and then ties in the front I quit my job, I'm my boss I can do what I want, so just pa** me the blunt [Hook] You doubted, you doubted Can't do sh** about it, I'm 'bout it They told me, "Keep quiet, don't try it, just be Ryan" But I told them, "I'm shouting" Feeling like, "Haaaan," the way I went solo Check me out, no 'nother man's logo on my polo Defying all the exclamations, moving past the expectations I don't got a reservation, coming from my destination They didn't get it, then they dig it like it's excavation My execution plus determination, I'm levitatin' [Outro] Yeah, mmm, na, na na na na Yeah, yeah, na na na, na na na na Oh yeah, na na na, na na na na Need no 'nother man's logo Need no 'nother man's logo on my polo On my polo, on my polo, on my polo Need no 'nother man's polo on my logo In my photo, just need my logo Don't need no 'nother man's logo on my polo