(Chorus)
What do I know? First of all, I'm feeling great today
At worst I'm at maybe an eight today
But you wanna hate on my name today, I came to say
I don't, see why you be acting this way (yeah)
Maximum effort to claim (yeah)
What is mine, my throne, my home (yes)
I know, you're entitled to all your complaints but I ain't required to listen (nope)
I've developed a hell of a lot of restraint, listening to your bitching (facts)
I get you're complacent, I don't got the patience, off you I ain't tripping (no sir)
I got a bag to chase, no time to waste, got a life that I'm living
(Verse)
Since a young boy, I never stayed with shit
Always contemplated changing shit
When my thoughts strayed I couldn't focus in
Overactive mind, no entertaining it
Nothing ever felt constant
'Cept these melodies, I was locked in
Needed no option, needed no type of distraction
Seemed like a dream, but I've seen satisfaction
Now, I cannot let up (nope)
Get me a pen and pad and I'm setup (yeah)
Often the music the reason I get up (woo)
The freedom encourage me, keeping my head up
Head up on the comp (the comp!) petition
My life is a war of attrition
I get on stage like an audition
Money my complement, need the addition
Cooking the hottest, I mix in the kitchen
If honest, it feel like remix to ignition
Key in ignition, my key is ambition
My drive is so different, a whole expedition
My breed is so different, a whole new edition
My reign is still standing, and know that's my mission
Cause truly y'all lock is no type of submission
I kick it so vicious, call me Forest Griffin (one, two, one, two, three, go!)
Hardest I've worked on an album is this one
All of these songs I am proud, wouldn't skip one
I'm on a roll with my cake, like the Swiss one
Every diss miss me so if I dismiss one
Please understand, I'm tryna get to the bands
I'm tryna make something grand, I'm tryna make me some fans
So I don't give a damn what a man gotta say about me
(Chorus)
What do I know? First of all I'm feeling great today
At worst I'm at maybe an eight today
But you wanna hate on my name today, I came to say
I don't, see why you be acting this way (yeah)
Maximum effort to claim (yeah)
What is mine, my throne, my home (yes!)
I know, you're entitled to all your complaints but I ain't required to listen (nope)
I've developed a hell of a lot of restraint, listening to your bitching (facts)
I get you're complacent, I don't got the patience, off you I ain't tripping (no sir)
I got a bag to chase, no time to waste, got a life that I'm living
(Outro)
Got a life that I'm living
I got a bag to chase, no time to waste, got a life that I'm living
But what do I know?
What do I know? First of all, I'm feeling great today
At worst I'm at maybe an eight today
But you wanna hate on my name today, I came to say
I don't, see why you be acting this way (yeah)
Maximum effort to claim (yeah)
What is mine, my throne, my home (yes)
I know, you're entitled to all your complaints but I ain't required to listen (nope)
I've developed a hell of a lot of restraint, listening to your bitching (facts)
I get you're complacent, I don't got the patience, off you I ain't tripping (no sir)
I got a bag to chase, no time to waste, got a life that I'm living
(Verse)
Since a young boy, I never stayed with shit
Always contemplated changing shit
When my thoughts strayed I couldn't focus in
Overactive mind, no entertaining it
Nothing ever felt constant
'Cept these melodies, I was locked in
Needed no option, needed no type of distraction
Seemed like a dream, but I've seen satisfaction
Now, I cannot let up (nope)
Get me a pen and pad and I'm setup (yeah)
Often the music the reason I get up (woo)
The freedom encourage me, keeping my head up
Head up on the comp (the comp!) petition
My life is a war of attrition
I get on stage like an audition
Money my complement, need the addition
Cooking the hottest, I mix in the kitchen
If honest, it feel like remix to ignition
Key in ignition, my key is ambition
My drive is so different, a whole expedition
My breed is so different, a whole new edition
My reign is still standing, and know that's my mission
Cause truly y'all lock is no type of submission
I kick it so vicious, call me Forest Griffin (one, two, one, two, three, go!)
Hardest I've worked on an album is this one
All of these songs I am proud, wouldn't skip one
I'm on a roll with my cake, like the Swiss one
Every diss miss me so if I dismiss one
Please understand, I'm tryna get to the bands
I'm tryna make something grand, I'm tryna make me some fans
So I don't give a damn what a man gotta say about me
(Chorus)
What do I know? First of all I'm feeling great today
At worst I'm at maybe an eight today
But you wanna hate on my name today, I came to say
I don't, see why you be acting this way (yeah)
Maximum effort to claim (yeah)
What is mine, my throne, my home (yes!)
I know, you're entitled to all your complaints but I ain't required to listen (nope)
I've developed a hell of a lot of restraint, listening to your bitching (facts)
I get you're complacent, I don't got the patience, off you I ain't tripping (no sir)
I got a bag to chase, no time to waste, got a life that I'm living
(Outro)
Got a life that I'm living
I got a bag to chase, no time to waste, got a life that I'm living
But what do I know?
( NightTyme )
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