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Still in the business of making it happen my nigga, regardless I am the hardest I am the one that could take it the farthest Ice cold with this shit like I'm heartless Tell 'em I'm back, back to the regular scheduled programming with the raps That is a fact Put it on record I will not retract I need a beat, I wanna eat (right now) I never sleep, I am a beast (calm down) They wanna take all my energy I'm operating off adrenaline I'm jumping like I'm on a trampoline I'm getting higher than a ceiling fan Really I'm one of the illest alive but that's not a surprise to me See I was sacrificin' all my personal time tryna learn how to ride the beat I could've failed I could've fell I could've soared I could've sunk Either way you see my dedication always got a nigga what he wants I'm fucked up Waiting on a car, when the check comes Running out of time when the clock tick I just came up, I gotta pop shit, gotta pop shit You got me fucked up SongtexteI'm a self made nigga with the hustle Ain't no love lost, nigga this shit cutthroat Tell 'em I don't give a fuck What it was though Bitch I'm self made with the hustle I couldn't really remember the struggle How I make it out my nigga with hustle Half the time I swear the feeling was hopeless Over-devoted and overly focused Destined for greatness my nigga they know this Still in control of my sicker emotions Keeping to myself, I'm never divulging I am evolving It's like I'm rising Rolling with the punches, ain't no surprises Gotta get rid of the blinders Running my route and you niggas behind me Killing this shit in my verse like a homicide Poison, this flow is a pesticide Thinking they'll stop me, I'm still alive I'm really enjoying the ride Perfect reception I got with the WiFi Nigga's sweeter than a Mai Tai The level I'm on is a mile high Why try? Duplicate it nigga, you die, no lie Pop off [?] you fall off You were lost from the jump so I hope you got a parachute You're bound to lose You look confused Your thought's defused But never really got the results to choose I'm [?] with the work For the fact they say they tryna lead When it's all on you, and the dedication start to leave Nigga's feeling weak they might just fold, huh Shit is out of control, nah Never letting up, I gotta hold it down I'm fucked up Waiting on a car, when the check comes Running out of time when the clock tick I just came up I gotta pop shit, gotta pop shit You got me fucked up I'm a self made nigga with a hustle Ain't no love lost, nigga this shit cutthroat Tell 'em I don't give a fuck What it was though Bitch I'm self made with a hustle Aus Songtexte Mania