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You ain’t have to wake up mom when she xanned out
Handshakes from the fakes, fuck a hand out
Knew I had to be one, imma stand out
Now we burning rubber, had to go the band route
Leave my demons in the past when I fast forward
Do the dash, put the cash on the dashboard
Crazy how the bad times used to last more
Had to see it clear, all people do is cheer
Got me hooping like I’m Kyrie on the Cavaliers
Never had a fear, all I ever had was faith
All they ever did was hate
But that don't bother me, I know that my pockets straight
Im on my broccoli
Honestly I got the crown but you the king of comedy
I was breaking bread, back when I ain’t have a loaf
Cooking in the kitchen back when niggas didn’t have a stove (Yuh)
Why these niggas get a Twitter and then do the most
They don’t hit you on the phone, all they do is post
Then you catch him lacking, why the nigga going ghost
Casper, nigga not a rapper you an actor
Rambo the X factor, you a renegade
Bitch I been a great, all these other niggas been Afraid
And it’s no debate, you a minute man,
But you bout a minute late, guess he took the bait
Leave you on the curb, if the nigga chasing clout
Make it rain every day, but you on a drought
Late nights at the gym, shit my dad would fuss about
I ain’t beat the street lights home, I’d buss em out
Leave my demons in the past when I fast forward
Do the dash, put the cash on the dashboard
Crazy how the bad times used to last more
Take a mission off the planet fuck a passport
Had to see it clear, all people do is cheer
Got me hooping like I’m Kyrie on the Cavaliers
Never had a fear, all I ever had was faith
All they ever did was hate
Say a prayer for my enemies
Keep the squad flyer than a runway
Niggas thanking god, but it’s only on a Sunday
Maybe someday, Spit another round
And then we put you underground and have you riding in the subway
Bitch we going up, you can check the latitude
You not stepping on my avenue
Only showing gratitude, married to my dreams with a wedding ring
Imma show the world attitude controls everything
These lyrics are about the struggle and determination to succeed despite the obstacles and criticism faced along the way. The first verse talks about rising above the negative influences and people trying to bring the singer down, by standing out and forging their own path. They leave their demons in the past and focus on burning rubber on the band route towards their goals. The singer reflects on how they used to struggle and how they now have the confidence and financial success to pursue their dreams. The chorus emphasizes the importance of leaving negativity behind, having faith and being cheered on by supporters.
Line by Line Meaning
I tell em
I inform them
You ain’t have to wake up mom when she xanned out
There was no need to wake my mom when she was knocked out on Xanax
Handshakes from the fakes, fuck a hand out
I don't accept hollow greetings from dishonest people
Knew I had to be one, imma stand out
I knew that I had to be unique and different to succeed
Now we burning rubber, had to go the band route
We're moving fast and taking risks, had to take the musical route
Leave my demons in the past when I fast forward
I leave my problems behind and move forward with my life
Do the dash, put the cash on the dashboard
I drive fast and put my money where I can see it
Crazy how the bad times used to last more
It's bizarre how difficult times felt like they lasted much longer
Take a mission off the planet fuck a passport
I don't need a passport, I can accomplish anything on this planet
Had to see it clear, all people do is cheer
I had to get a clear perspective, people only support and cheer without truly understanding
Got me hooping like I’m Kyrie on the Cavaliers
I'm performing at a high level and dominating like Kyrie Irving in his prime with the Cleveland Cavaliers
Never had a fear, all I ever had was faith
I never was scared, I always had faith
All they ever did was hate
The only thing they ever did was show hate
But that don't bother me, I know that my pockets straight
That doesn't concern me, I know that I have sufficient money
Im on my broccoli
I'm focused on my health
Honestly I got the crown but you the king of comedy
Honestly, I have the power but you are the true master of comedy
I was breaking bread, back when I ain’t have a loaf
I was sharing my resources even when I didn't have enough for myself
Cooking in the kitchen back when niggas didn’t have a stove (Yuh)
I was able to whip up a meal even when I didn't have basic necessities
Why these niggas get a Twitter and then do the most
Why do some individuals get on Twitter and begin to act out of character?
They don’t hit you on the phone, all they do is post
They won't contact you directly, but they will post indirectly on social media
Then you catch him lacking, why the nigga going ghost
When you expose someone, why do they disappear?
Casper, nigga not a rapper you an actor
You are not a musician, you only pose for the cameras
Rambo the X factor, you a renegade
I am the difference-maker, you are a rebel without a cause
Bitch I been a great, all these other niggas been Afraid
I have always been impressive, whereas others have been held back by fear
And it’s no debate, you a minute man,
There's no argument, you are incapable of sustained performance
But you bout a minute late, guess he took the bait
You're tardy, you are easily fooled
Leave you on the curb, if the nigga chasing clout
If you're chasing fame, you're getting left behind
Make it rain every day, but you on a drought
You are wasting money while not having enough
Late nights at the gym, shit my dad would fuss about
Staying at the gym late at night, a habit my father would disapprove of
I ain’t beat the street lights home, I’d buss em out
I wouldn't make it home before curfew, I had to hurry
Say a prayer for my enemies
I pray for those who oppose me
Keep the squad flyer than a runway
My crew is always stylish and attractive
Niggas thanking god, but it’s only on a Sunday
Some people only express gratitude on Sundays, but not every day
Maybe someday, Spit another round
Perhaps in the future, I'll drop another dope verse
And then we put you underground and have you riding in the subway
Then you'll be buried and forgotten, forever riding the subway
Bitch we going up, you can check the latitude
We're ascending, check the coordinates
You not stepping on my avenue
You are not gaining access or control over me
Only showing gratitude, married to my dreams with a wedding ring
I only show appreciation, I'm committed to my aspirations
Imma show the world attitude controls everything
I will demonstrate that one's mindset has the power to influence everything in life
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Written by: Rajuan Boyd
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Erik Reyes
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