In The Room

Started from the bottom, nigga

I'm from the, I'm from the, I'm from the, goddamn

Real stupid ass, look, uh

Niggas with a whole lotta problems (Damn)

I'm finna make it to the top from the bottom

Burying the bird in the bottle (Damn)

Mom say she finna get the belt and get the Bible

I can see a rival on the rible, huh (Oh shit)

He can let it sing like the bullets in the rifle

Anything to take a nigga title, shit

Guess I'm a non-American idol

Like, guess I'm another nigga they like to turn a blind eye to

So in the mеantime, I'ma grind 'til I find you

Pull up on yo' set like Tеldec, rewind you

Remind you, I been in my prime, I had a find too

**** a iTunes, come at my show, give them my food

Never poured my four, niggas is white foot

Force you rap doors get in the line

Don't get out of line, I'm out of my muh'****in' mind

Molded most of the time

They-they want press, but they close to the line

Two racks in, I'll start, hope it responded

'Cause if we gon' step, never stop on that dime

And if they show up, then I'm Optimus Prime

Pray to God, now I'm watchin' for signs

And we crack up like the pops on a Vine

No hand me that, hand the Glock for survival

Hit me back from the block with the hustles, hmm

They think they the one 'til the real one walk in the room

Yeah, that's right, I said it (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

They think they the one 'til the real one walk in the room

Yeah, now let that shit burnin', ayy (God)

(Yeah) Now let that shit burnin', ayy

Hold on, let me get a tight grip

Every time your fans see me, they askin' to take pics

But I'm holdin' my glass since I was great six

If it don't make me money, it prolly don't make sense

I'm so good at makin' you second-guess yourself (One?)

I be smoking niggas and in the fact, some, two

Sit with it, I shifted it, I quit with it

Maybe you should sit with it, chair-chair mommy

I bury my opponent (Yeah), they can't believe I re-wrote it (Yeah)

I be goin' heat, star rollin' (Uh, what? Uh)

Had a soul and you sold it, I'm bloated and devoted

What they let to sing and, nigga, all say I floated

You need to work harder if your money can't be folded (Yeah)

Better way, you know it (Yeah), why would you compete? (Uh)

Really, I be chilly 'cause I'm known to overheat

Oh, you said you smell somethin'? Well, it must be the feet, wait

Ooh, oh-oh-oh

And bring your friends if I bring your man

Try a 100, man, [?] a man

We still gettin' in, we still gettin' in (Ayy)

They think they the one 'til the real one walk in the room

Yeah, that's right, I said it (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

They think they the one 'til the real one walk in the room (Oh)

Yeah, now let that shit burnin', ayy

Now let that shit burnin', ayy