[Intro]
Some blogger told me I'm not radio ready
Watch me cut straight thru the static, get your radio ready
Get your stadium ready, I'm uranium deadly
They just pacify the fake, but I won't baby em every-
Time I hear em talkin' about me I hear voices of praise
Up-and-comer comin' up, he's got the poise to be great
I'm enjoying my days, but all this noise and this hate
Is infiltrating my bloodstream like a poisonous snake
Got my fangs showin', bang on 'em, Shaq in the post
Imma have the last laugh while they crackin' the jokes
And the blacker the smoke...the clearer my vision
You never see the final trick unless you're granted permission
Okay and I'm the magician, I got this infinite wisdom
So best believe that I'm gifted, this can't be taught it's God given
They said..."He can never do it, he isn't worth the play"
Now he's stackin' bodies higher than the Empire state
Wait...they wanna know if I really got it...okay
[Verse 1]
So here's The Intro, I'm far from simple, let's get it straight
It seems so sinful, but in my mental, I'm so frustrated
They don't see me, I'm bored like Ouija, my spirits patient
But it's time to give my testimony, opening statement
So watch me drop in on the game like a half pipe, act right
One place you don't wanna end up is on my bad side
Real sh**, the realest out
Lift em up if they feelin' down
Don't play with it, no cat and mouse
Problem child, I'm actin out
[Bridge 1]
Tried to tell 'em, I tried to tell 'em, they wouldn't listen
Not a rapper, I'm an artist, there's a difference
Tried to tell 'em, I tried to tell 'em, to keep their distance
Goin' Tom Cruise on dudes, impossible's the mission
[Verse 2]
Droppin' tracks 'cause they hot, and I can't hold em no more
When opportunity comes knockin' I bust open that door
I don't trust no one no more...
Got a mission planned, if it didn't stand
They wouldn't f** with me no more
And they wonder why they gettin' ignored...HA!
Armstrong on the final mile
I'm hill climbing this stage is vital
Trying to catch a wave, I hope it's tidal
I'm stone cold, imma take the title
I'm on point like a line judge
Keep it movin', never hold a grudge
And all I see are some wanna be's
Your image fake, Johanna Lee
Grabbin' onto me, my pants saggin'
They try to jump on my bandwagon
Khaleesi is my mother, watch me spit fire, I am a dragon
I told y'all 'bout a year ago
Now I'm halfway there with a year to go
Stepped in the game, now I see my goals
...imma stop there
[Hook]
I'm sick of talkin' 'bout the come up
'Cause there's no glory in the process
Nobody cares unless blow up
They always searchin' for the progress
I'm sick of talkin' 'bout the come up
I'm sick of talkin' 'bout the come up
I'm sick of talkin' 'bout the come up
Unless you prove you can do better, shut the f** up
[Verse 3]
Dudes around me got that look in their eye
Like a balding man's hair, you pushed to the side
I got power in my mind, you'd think I'm stealing all my lyrics
'Cause it's shocking what I'm thinking, and it's terrifying to hear it
I've been workin', that's for certain, it's not a maybe
I've been itchin' for this sh** like a dope fiend with scabies
My priorities are in line, skatin' past the drama
You would think I fixed the game like my name was Jeffy Dahmer
[Bridge 2]
I'm on fire, movin' higher, up the ladder
Lookin' down, I run the town, I'm the master
I'm on fire, ain't no stoppin', not an option
Kept it real, kept it true, I kept my promise
[Verse 4]
I mean that...
Saw this comin' years in advance
Since my sweet sixteen I knew my sixteens would dance
I'm ballin' like Alec Baldwin
Shinin' like Paul Simon
Burnin' like Eric Sermon
Gave Mr. Feeney a**ignments
I'm the chosen one...no Keanu, but I knew
All their pills were red, it's no wonder why their minds blew
Fine j**els, rock with me, call me royal highness
Throw me fake daps with a smile 'cause they're spineless
You don't know what I've been through
Hell and back and I've been too
"I've got it easy," that ain't true
Just doin' me 'cause I ain't you
Chomping at the bit, but I keep with perfect timing
Like a Saw scene, the key to success is inside me
[Hook]
I'm sick of talkin' 'bout the come up
'Cause there's no glory in the process
Nobody cares unless blow up
They always searchin' for the progress
I'm sick of talkin' 'bout the come up
I'm sick of talkin' 'bout the come up
I'm sick of talkin' 'bout the come up
Unless you prove you can do better, shut the f** up