HAMBURGS VERY OWN

Let's go
Yeah

I wasn't supposed to win, look how I did it
Don't wake up depressed, gotta get out my head
Checking my history like "who are my friends?"
I'm not your brodie, fuck that, this is dead
Wanna be relevant but I'm not relevant
So I get sad and I smoke with the cope
My whole life felt like a joke
Just wanna be dope but each of y'all choke
I check my numbers like emails, I give you all of the details
God wanting something right out of me but I did not get the memo, not get the memo
Hotbox the whip like a rental
I kill the damn instrumental
Easy, it's nothing
I feel like I'm something I'm not
Internet people all praying I flop
I do not ever take days off
I am so sick of just average
Half of y'all really got talent, just gotta get off your asses
I wasn't rapping if I wasn't popping off
Say I drop too much and then I don't drop enough
Fuck all the noise
Fuck all the noise
I got a son, gotta grind for my boy
I wake up every damn day and I eat
Writing a song in an hour or two
Upload the joints to the internet, watching it bloom
It's so crazy what power can do
Now I got doubt
Now I got dreams
Only one gonna win, least how it seems
Now I got doubt
Now I got dreams
Only one gonna win, least how it seems, yeah