The Difference

Yeah
 Look
 Lately I went missin' with no permission
 It's part of it
 I been workin' harder than competition from start of it
 Now they lookin' at me
 I see 'em all through the rearview
 Kill yourself to get your spot
 Then they die to be near you
 They think that I made it cause I made it past them
 They were never the target
 My target is past Em
 They laugh
 But they laugh too
 And they talk to me back then
 Guess it's déjà vu
 I'll be back when I lap them
 Hate that I acknowledge haters
 Call it a curse
 I'm on a search for validation
 Guess I don't know how this works
 But I'm learnin' on the job
 You can never please 'em all
 I see why rappers get that money
 And then all they do is ball
 Let 'em know
 I can feel the transformation
 I don't want to change
 But part of me just wants to make it
 Pardon me while I vacation
 Part of me wants to be famous
 But what good is being known if I don't 'member what my name is?
 Everything is changin'
 I just pray it's for the better
 This used to be my diary
 Now it's an open letter
 Hope that I can take the heat
 I been used to the coldest weather
 I'll do what I gotta do
 The industry should know what's better
 I say the real shit that you afraid to say
 Then I get shit for sayin' it
 I'd rather get a thanks
 People steady takin' shots
 But more and more they feel like blanks
 And all these rappers get upset
 My team is movin' up the ranks
 Get your weight up
 I don't wait up
 I can't count the night I stayed up
 Man, sometimes this life's a bitch
 But I just hope that this bitch pays up
 Used to want it, now I need it
 That's the difference between failing and succeeding
 Far as underground goes
 My numbers do the talkin'
 Couple hundred on the table
 All I gotta do is walk in
 But I won't
 Really I could use the money
 But I don't
 Reputation all I have
 And that a'int ever worth a quote
 If all I'm worried 'bout is cash
 I be in the game for a second
 I'm in the game to break records
 Not in the game to take second
 Where the hell is my crew at?
 Behind me, boy, you knew that
 Soon as I get a little bit of buzz
 It's like these people try to do that
 Soon as we get a little bit of pub
 It's like that circle get a little tighter
 Soon as we get a little bit of loot
 Those people's eyes, they get a little wider
 'Bout done beggin' for greenrooms
 I be like "Bruce, just give him that rider"
 Got yo chick all on my shit
 While you just stand there right beside her
 Like it's cool
 I'm just tryna' wrap my head around the fact that one day I'm nobody
 Then I'm a celeb
 What's the basis?
 I'm in different places
 Ride with me or let me be
 Only gettin' better
 I think I'm ready for anything