You know they said I was born with a gold spoon in my mouth right but actually it was platinum
But the real point is I didn't ask for this type of life, I didn't plan on it honestly
But somethin' I can plan for is wanting to be myself
Yea, and I already know what you expect, Uh
Now I'm tell want you gon get
You probably see me in the fast lane, flash frame
Now let me guess you already know my last name
You probably see me on TV
Life is so easy
But what is it even like to be me?
People jumping to conclusion
My own name is what am I proving
My independent movement, no illusion
This isn't nothing new been rapping since the age of five
Spiting in the basement of Queens in 1999
Writing my own rhymes even though my dad's Rev
You never see Mike Jordan dunk through his son, Uh
So just cus I'm backseat...
Don't mean I'm not... trying make a living
Best rapper in my division because they slippin'
This title is what I'm strippin'
I'm giving ya'll somethin' different
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Cus I got a point to prove
And to all the nay sayers this joint's for you
And for all the none believers I'm spitting the truth
And unlike these lil' dudes, I'm taking my dues
So how can I lose
Cus I got a point to prove
I bet I'm a see about half 100 comments bout
Why I ain't the hottest and how I ain't modest
At least I'm not... I'm talking bout violence and some nonsense
Of any age Old school or Novice
And you know I got this
And they can't stop this
Andy Milonakis, flow so retarted
And never wanna use my dad's name as a crutch
So I'm here to prove a point without him or Uncle Russ
Don't get my wrong I ain't got a problem with the legacy
I'm just tryin' do me, create my own credibility
You know dem haterz probably
Saying his daddy made a phone call
But he probably hear this the same time as all ya'll
Ya'll boi digga is a young go getta
Bringin in the currency and he is a real spitta
They sitting at the keyboard bashing him on twitter
Gossiping like girls... Pastries from my sistas
Wooh, I bet you had the wrong assumptions
Probably thought I would be wack rapping bout nothin'
Yea, I'm just a youngin that's making moves
And Yea I know that I gotta point to prove
[Chorus: x2]
Cus I got a point to prove
And to all the nay sayers this joint's for you
And for all the none believers I'm spitting the truth
And unlike these lil' dudes, I'm taking my dues
So how can I lose
Cus I got a point to prove