[Verse]
They gon' try to be on the type of shit you on
They gon' send you the beats, but don't repost the song
They gon' eat up your label budget
You back on the ten McNuggets
You barely recouped the deal
They say you a waste of money
You think that it's kind of funny, for real
They be horny for your music, after while, it's just E-D
Algorithm bad, you gotta pay for a re-tweet
Beggin' for a listen, like, "I hope that they see me"
Could never be me, for real
But maybе that's why a nigga ended up back home
Two albums droppеd, couldn't even go touch road
Me and Zach was coppin' passports to go 'cross globe
But you know how shit go
Always a setback, you lose where your head's at
Niggas took a lot from you and you want your get back
You start to forget why you sing in the first place
You lookin' at your life, think you fell in the worst place
But that's just the worst case
Feel like you had enough
'Cause they wanna box you in, as if it ain't bad enough
Some say you don't rap enough, some say you not Black enough
Your idols been speakin' up, so why even give a f*ck? (Okay, okay)
Got a co-sign so big (Huh), you can't even talk about it
But even then, you start to feel the pressure, you start to doubt it
Start to think you love it 'cause you can't even live without it
Guess you gon' lose friends
Know you won't make amends
Guess you gon' lose ends, you'll fill up your bank again
Feel like your woes in it, but really, it's just beginnin'
Whatever you go through, I hope that you know it's canon