Wild

Starting to love the way how I build myself out of the mud

And how I swam through the hardest tides, yeah I survived the flood

I'll get dirty to get that money so i'm going in with no gloves

Niggas try to be intimidating so they move like they thugs

Should call me Poseidon the way my talent flood the bank account

Just cut the nigga off cause the love he gave was a small amount

If it ain't two or four doors with four rims and tires then how you get around

Tell my Mama and Dad to pray cause I might jump off in the crowd

So many places I can turnup with just a beat and mic

I don't eat these bitches up too much cause it'll ruin my appetite

They tell me to slow down cause I move so fast like a motor bike

If i'm not your motivation then you ain't my fucking type