Intro Lyrics

Ay, yo, keep everything, bro, I'm gonna go off the dome on this one, all right

Just keep it rollin'

Alarm woke me up, saying it's time to go get it

Quit my nine to five so I could go chase these millions

Cause how working for them, working for me

Minimum wage damn near got me working for free

How my son gone eat, and I can barely feed myself

And I barely dap niggas up so I ain't reaching out for help

I am going to get it out the mud like a kid looking for worms

And we gone be straight like a bitch getting a perm

Son of a hustler, peyton will be nothing less

Trying to be the greatest, won't settle for the best

Don't got to say I'm the goat, the fans do it for me

And y'all rappers just another emoji

Look

Just a melody and I am snapping like poetry night

I am cut different from the sharpest of knives

I am built different, that's why I don't sound like your favorite

Rapper

But your favorite rapper sound like his favorite rapper

Or my favorite rapper, shit I'm they favorite rapper