[Verse One]
I came into this rap game trynna do me
I got the haters looking at me like "Who's he?"
And nowadays so many girls screw me
Back then; I swear they wouldn't even try me
That's why things change
Girls never thought about me; now they give me brain
I don't know what they see but I'm still the same
Rapping with sense to make dollars; keep the change
I'm going in ya'll
I'm starting something here that I don't know the end ya'll
Respect me for who I am; I shouldn't win ya'll
If you don't like my music; f*ck you; you ain't a friend dawg
[Hook x2]
You think you know me
I don't really think you do
No you you don't
You think you know me
I don't really think you do
No you you don't
You think you know me
I don't really think you do
No you you don't
I just gotta make it
I just gotta make it now
[Verse Two]
I'm used to giving love while other people acting strange
I'm used being different other people call me names
I'm used to girls not understanding all the love I give
I'm used to girls saying but then doing this
I'm used to everybody here smiling at my face
I'm used to people talking sh*t when I leave the place
I'm used to people saying things like they love me
I'm used to feeling weird when certain people hug me
I'm used to never getting what I need when I want it
I'm used getting one dollar flip it to hundred
I swear to God sometimes I wish that I could die
Certain people don't appreciate me now that I'm alive
[Hook x2]
[Trash Talking]
Aye yo man why the f*ck you're doing music for?
Yo man stick to making videos; you suck; you're garbage
Stop doing this; put the mic down
Stop taking photos man; music ain't you
You're not gonna make it
[Music Fades]