–I reached the point where don’t shit matter to me, nigga
I reached heights that Dwight Howard couldn’t reach, nigga.
–I’ll compromise if I have to, I gotta stay with the family
Not even talking to Nicki, communication is breaking
I dropped the ball on some personal shit, I need to embrace it
I’m honest, I make mistakes, I’d be the second to admit it
Think that’s why I need her in my life, to check me when I’m trippin’.
–Tell me who dissin’, I got some things that’ll hit the culprit
Them strep throat flows, them shits to stop all of the talkin’
All of the talkin’, got one reply for all of your comments
Fuck what you think, I’m too busy, that’s why you leave a message
Born a perfectionist, guess that makes me a bit obsessive
That shit I heard from you lately really relieved some pressure.
–Just give it time, we’ll see who’s still around a decade from now.
–How much time is this nigga spendin’ on the intro?
Lately I’ve been feelin’ like Guy Pearce in Memento.
-How much time is this nigga spendin’ on the intro?
How this nigga workin’ like he got a fuckin’ twin though?
-Girl don’t treat me like a stranger
Girl you know I seen you naked
Girl you know that I remember, don’t be a pretender
–Boys tell stories about the man
Say I never struggled, wasn’t hungry, yeah, I doubt it, n-gga
I could turn your boy into the man
–We just want the credit where it’s due
I’ma worry about me, give a f-ck about you
N-gga, just as a reminder to myself
I wear every single chain, even when I’m in the house.
-Started From the Bottom
–I just gave the city life, it ain’t about who did it first
It’s about who did it right.
–I find peace knowing that it’s harder in the streets
I know, luckily I didn’t have to grow there
I would only go there cause there’s niggas that I know there.
–I just like the rush when you see your enemy somewhere in the club
And you realize he just not in a position to reciprocate your energy
You ain’t ever worried cause he’s not who he pretends to be
People like Mazin who was a best friend to me
Start to become a distant memory
–My ex-girl been searchin’ for a “sorry”
Couple bitches tryin’ to have me on the Maury like nigga it’s yours.
–Open the mail, staring at the check
Enough to make you throw up
Man it’s gross what I net.
–For all the stunting, I’ll forever be immortalized
Yeah, back and forth across the border line
Hate to leave the city but I’ve got to do the overtime
Gone all the time, even the important times
I should let you know ahead of time I’m coming back on my worst behavior.
-I’ve been dealing with my dad, speaking a lack of patience
Just me and my old man getting back to basics
We’ve been talking ’bout the future and time that we wasted.
–My mother is 66 and her favorite line to hit me with is
Who the fuck wants to be 70 and alone?
Y’all don’t even know what you want from love anymore
I search for something I’m missing and disappear when I’m bored
But girl, what qualities was I looking for before?
Who you settling for? Who better for you than the boy, hah?
–A weak attempt at flexing, I’ll never forget it
Cause that night I played her three songs
Then we talked about something we disagreed on
Then she started telling me how I’ll never be as big as Trey Songz
Boy was she wrong, that was just negative energy for me to feed off
–The one that I needed was Kourtney from Hooters on P Street
I’ve always been feeling like she was the piece to complete me
Now she engaged to be married, what’s the rush on commitment?
Know we were going through some shit, name a couple that isn’t
Remember our talk in the parking lot at the Ritz
Girl I thought we had it all planned out, guess I fucked up the vision
Learning the true consequences of my selfish decisions.
–I don’t know why they been lying but yo shit is not that inspiring
Bank account statements just look like I’m ready for early retirement
Fuck any nigga that’s talkin’ that shit just to get a reaction
–Been workin’ so hard on the album I missed the whole summer
I just might bring in some girls from Miami
To heat up the city and that’s word to Stunna.
–Back rub from my main thing, I’ve been stressed out
Talkin’ to her like back then they didn’t want me, I’m blessed now
Talkin’ to her like this drop, get a million copies get pressed out
She tell me, “Take a deep breath, you’re too worried about bein’ the best out”
–My uncle used to have all these things on his bucket list
And now he’s actin’ like “Oh well, this is life, I guess not, fuck that shit”
Listen man, you can still do what you wanna do, just trust that shit
–Hate the fact my mom cooped up in her apartment, tellin’ herself
That she’s too sick to get dressed up and go do shit, like that’s true shit
All my family from the M-Town that I’ve been ’round
Started treatin’ me like I’m him now
Like we don’t know each other, we ain’t grow together, we just friends now
–Debates growin’ ’bout who they think is the best now
Took a while, got the jokers out of the deck now
Holdin’ all the cards and niggas wanna play chess now
–My classmates, they went on to be chartered accountants
Or work with their parents, but thinkin’ back on how they treated me
My high school reunion might be worth an appearance
Make everybody have to go through security clearance
–Fuck all that happy to be here shit that y’all warned me on
I’m the big homie, they still tryna lil bro me dog
–Like I didn’t study the game to the letter
And understand that I’m not doin’ it the same, man, I’m doin’ it better
Should I listen to everybody or myself?
Cause myself just told myself, “You the motherf-ckin’ man, you don’t need no help”
–Ya’ll keep talking ‘bout who next,
But I’m about how big as it gets,
–It’s not your turn ‘cause I ain’t done yet,
Look, just understand that I’m on a roll like Cottonelle,
I was made for all of this shit.