this ain't a celebration or a victory lap
i been seeing through the mist
like a youngin who's been hoopin'
fuck anybody that's out here tryna get it for free
but you won't get a penny from me
putting on a clinic if you in attendance
i still got my independence
i been dealing with the bullshit
i learned to weave through it
i learned to see through it
working 'til be running the place
pigs are like a seamstress
telling me a seem stressed
payout's getting bigger every time that we increase rips
like the kicks a foot locker
if it isn't cooked proper
'cause we gotta get it right
but that shouldn't be a shocker
see what i mean when i'm breathing a beat
i can't be who you need me to be
just like anyone on earth
why you thinking that i'm perfect homie? god damn
things that i've done wrong
and learned about the shit all alone