Sore Losers

Yeah
 So many sore losers keep tryna talk to me
 Y'all need to focus on winning, stop focusing on me
 Yeah
 13 thousand in Portugal, that's arena talk
 You still on your Training Day, you Ethan Hawke
 Rappers with your get rich quick scheme gimmicks
 Instead of hating you should focus on your 16 minute
 We are not side by side, ain't no split-screen image
 I'ma be around forever like a Springsteen ticket
 I'm just bathing in success, yeah, I rinse clean with it
 I put my best foot forward like a Nowitzki pivot
 I got blitzkrieg critics
 They ain't wastin' no time
 But I ain't wastin' no money, so I pay 'em no mind
 That's a lie, I be snappin'
 That's my fault, I'm adjustin' to people spreadin' lies about me
 Just hatin' and judging
 For the sake of discussion, in the hopes of some clout
 Shit's been stressful, I just need some pretty hoes with some mouth
 Put my home in the South, 10K square feet
 Name your favorite rappers now, let's play "where's he?"
 Probably chasin' a hit, probably lost in L.A.
 Probably paying for likes, probably paying for plays
 Probably owns a Corolla, but probably rents the Aventador
 Business manager furious, like "What the fuck did you spend that for?"
 Fuck y'all though, I'ma keep on winnin'
 I got angels all around me, y'all can keep on sinnin'
 'Cause ain't no way y'all are fuckin' up my light-light
 I spent two million just on taxes, something light-light
 In hindsight, I was right all along, life of a don
 Writin' songs, all those hooks were a fight to get on
 You gotta see it way before it happens, yes yes
 I'ma be the greatest, I won't settle for next best
 Got your girl in her birthday suit, that's best dressed
 Plus she likes girls too like Ellen DeGeneres
 First class Emirates that's how I'm flyin'
 SUVs on the tarmac, that's how I'm arrivin'
 Presidential treatment, ooh, this life so good
 White skin, they can't believe that I got friends in the hood
 I know the love songs and melodies throw y'all off
 Don't give a fuck about your face tats, we know y'all soft
 People we know with face tats got them for a reason
 You use them for the gang culture aesthetic, you reachin'
 A lot of kids are poppin' xans and sippin' lean now
 A lot of rappers using Instagram to teach how
 A lot of kids OD'ed that you don't read 'bout
 'Cause they don't follow rappers, they just follow fiends now
 But I'm the bad guy for callin' it out
 I come in clutch with the truth, y'all are stallin' it out
 I only get in trouble when I say the truth
 Which means you gettin' fed lies everyday, you fools
 Do your research before you try and speak on my name
 Rappers wearing CZs and leasing the chains
 The beats classic, I amaze myself
 I'm a boss, I'm a owner, yeah, I pay myself
 Fuck the capes of society, I saved myself
 Even after all the millions bitch, I stayed myself
 I still take my mom with me, Bugus still right here
 New people think my buzz got here in a lightyear
 Fuck y'all, this ain't a Toy Story
 I eat Nigerian, save some moimoi for me
 Yeah, lot of y'all girls I coulda hit
 But I'm the type to pass the pussy to stay home and cut a hit
 Never fuck a chick at her house, she got exes
 I just bought a crib, I got guns, I got exits
 Cameras at the entrance
 Try if you want to
 Bugus told me, "God forbid they get you, I got you"
 I'm an idol, people treat me like Billy
 Singin' and rappin' goin' platinum, people treat me like Drizzy
 Take the studio with me
 Set up shop in the telly
 I've watched a lot of rappers talk but then they flop like Belly
 There ain't shit you can tell me, you can save that shit
 Fake convos before favors, I hate that shit
 Yesterday turned down a 150 thousand
 I ain't trippin' 'bout it
 I get that every week like allowance
 From my independent catalog
 Fuck these rec league rappers tryna battle 'Bron
 Stay in your lane, this is big business
 Move bitch, get back like Chris Bridges
 I remember only sellin' like six tickets
 Now I make the girls crazy like Sid Vicious
 I coulda played it different, coulda silenced all my truths
 Coulda buddied up with rappers for the sake of looking cool
 But it's not in me to be fake, I can't do it
 I can see through it, man this game is translucent
 They twist the truth for the headline drama
 Clicks create traffic, traffic creates dollars
 The sheep believe it, they ain't up on game yet
 Smooth rides ain't as fun to watch as trainwrecks (damn)
 Controversy is currency, controversy is clout
 That's why my haters keep my name in their mouth
 Y'all are hopeless, this is a decade of devotion
 It's hard to stop my movement when I'm already in motion
 This ain't luck, this is by design
 I had to work in the dark for my light to shine
 A lot of people are dope, they just quit too soon
 A lot of rappers go broke, 'cause they got rich too soon (damn)
 My confidence plus my success is just a mirror for some
 It forces them to look around and see what they haven't done
 That's a line for any hater, y'all are mad at yourselves
 Judging every move I make, y'all distractin' yourselves
 You could do this shit too if you wanted
 But you would rather sit around and bitch and make comments
 Oh well, suit yourself, be miserable
 I'm country-hoppin' in a jet, that's the visual
 I saw this coming in my hoodie with the plaid flannel
 I bet on myself, yeah, I had to gamble
 I feel like I'm half god, half mammal
 Bitch, I turned my life into the Travel Channel
 I'm not home, I'm in Stockholm
 With heated floors and the beds with the soft foam
 It's like clockwork watching sore losers poke their heads out
 Every time I big myself up, they get stressed out
 I'm the best out, yeah, I said it
 Self-made millionaire, you know what's up with the credits, damn
 I'm the best out, yeah, I said it
 Self-made millionaire, you know what's up with the credits
 Bitch, yeah
 Produced, mixed, mastered
 
 Yeah
 So many sore losers keep tryna talk to me
 Y'all need to focus on winning, stop focusing on me
 Yeah
 13 thousand in Portugal, that's arena talk
 You still on your Training Day, you Ethan Hawke
 Rappers with your get rich quick scheme gimmicks
 Instead of hating you should focus on your 16 minute
 We are not side by side, ain't no split-screen image
 I'ma be around forever like a Springsteen ticket
 I'm just bathing in success, yeah, I rinse clean with it
 I put my best foot forward like a Nowitzki pivot
 I got blitzkrieg critics
 They ain't wastin' no time
 But I ain't wastin' no money, so I pay 'em no mind
 That's a lie, I be snappin'
 That's my fault, I'm adjustin' to people spreadin' lies about me
 Just hatin' and judging
 For the sake of discussion, in the hopes of some clout
 Shit's been stressful, I just need some pretty hoes with some mouth
 Put my home in the South, 10K square feet
 Name your favorite rappers now, let's play "where's he?"
 Probably chasin' a hit, probably lost in L.A.
 Probably paying for likes, probably paying for plays
 Probably owns a Corolla, but probably rents the Aventador
 Business manager furious, like "What the fuck did you spend that for?"
 Fuck y'all though, I'ma keep on winnin'
 I got angels all around me, y'all can keep on sinnin'
 'Cause ain't no way y'all are fuckin' up my light-light
 I spent two million just on taxes, something light-light
 In hindsight, I was right all along, life of a don
 Writin' songs, all those hooks were a fight to get on
 You gotta see it way before it happens, yes yes
 I'ma be the greatest, I won't settle for next best
 Got your girl in her birthday suit, that's best dressed
 Plus she likes girls too like Ellen DeGeneres
 First class Emirates that's how I'm flyin'
 SUVs on the tarmac, that's how I'm arrivin'
 Presidential treatment, ooh, this life so good
 White skin, they can't believe that I got friends in the hood
 I know the love songs and melodies throw y'all off
 Don't give a fuck about your face tats, we know y'all soft
 People we know with face tats got them for a reason
 You use them for the gang culture aesthetic, you reachin'
 A lot of kids are poppin' xans and sippin' lean now
 A lot of rappers using Instagram to teach how
 A lot of kids OD'ed that you don't read 'bout
 'Cause they don't follow rappers, they just follow fiends now
 But I'm the bad guy for callin' it out
 I come in clutch with the truth, y'all are stallin' it out
 I only get in trouble when I say the truth
 Which means you gettin' fed lies everyday, you fools
 Do your research before you try and speak on my name
 Rappers wearing CZs and leasing the chains
 The beats classic, I amaze myself
 I'm a boss, I'm a owner, yeah, I pay myself
 Fuck the capes of society, I saved myself
 Even after all the millions bitch, I stayed myself
 I still take my mom with me, Bugus still right here
 New people think my buzz got here in a lightyear
 Fuck y'all, this ain't a Toy Story
 I eat Nigerian, save some moimoi for me
 Yeah, lot of y'all girls I coulda hit
 But I'm the type to pass the pussy to stay home and cut a hit
 Never fuck a chick at her house, she got exes
 I just bought a crib, I got guns, I got exits
 Cameras at the entrance
 Try if you want to
 Bugus told me, "God forbid they get you, I got you"
 I'm an idol, people treat me like Billy
 Singin' and rappin' goin' platinum, people treat me like Drizzy
 Take the studio with me
 Set up shop in the telly
 I've watched a lot of rappers talk but then they flop like Belly
 There ain't shit you can tell me, you can save that shit
 Fake convos before favors, I hate that shit
 Yesterday turned down a 150 thousand
 I ain't trippin' 'bout it
 I get that every week like allowance
 From my independent catalog
 Fuck these rec league rappers tryna battle 'Bron
 Stay in your lane, this is big business
 Move bitch, get back like Chris Bridges
 I remember only sellin' like six tickets
 Now I make the girls crazy like Sid Vicious
 I coulda played it different, coulda silenced all my truths
 Coulda buddied up with rappers for the sake of looking cool
 But it's not in me to be fake, I can't do it
 I can see through it, man this game is translucent
 They twist the truth for the headline drama
 Clicks create traffic, traffic creates dollars
 The sheep believe it, they ain't up on game yet
 Smooth rides ain't as fun to watch as trainwrecks (damn)
 Controversy is currency, controversy is clout
 That's why my haters keep my name in their mouth
 Y'all are hopeless, this is a decade of devotion
 It's hard to stop my movement when I'm already in motion
 This ain't luck, this is by design
 I had to work in the dark for my light to shine
 A lot of people are dope, they just quit too soon
 A lot of rappers go broke, 'cause they got rich too soon (damn)
 My confidence plus my success is just a mirror for some
 It forces them to look around and see what they haven't done
 That's a line for any hater, y'all are mad at yourselves
 Judging every move I make, y'all distractin' yourselves
 You could do this shit too if you wanted
 But you would rather sit around and bitch and make comments
 Oh well, suit yourself, be miserable
 I'm country-hoppin' in a jet, that's the visual
 I saw this coming in my hoodie with the plaid flannel
 I bet on myself, yeah, I had to gamble
 I feel like I'm half god, half mammal
 Bitch, I turned my life into the Travel Channel
 I'm not home, I'm in Stockholm
 With heated floors and the beds with the soft foam
 It's like clockwork watching sore losers poke their heads out
 Every time I big myself up, they get stressed out
 I'm the best out, yeah, I said it
 Self-made millionaire, you know what's up with the credits, damn
 I'm the best out, yeah, I said it
 Self-made millionaire, you know what's up with the credits
 Bitch, yeah
 Produced, mixed, mastered