Confirmation

Yeah The love that I gave is not returned Spend a little on the rims but a lot been earned Lot been burned, 'til I’m buried 6 feet deep or rock the urn You can find me with some pot to burn Took a lot of mistakes for me to live this right It took a lot of early mornings just to see these nights It took a lot of low moments for me to see these heights It’s alright, if you want it you got it, it’s on sight This is not my practice life I never been in a hearse (nah) You scared about failing? Just know that it could be worse Line seven - Imma give you all a lesson for free Don’t let he who hasn’t tried ever determine your worth (nah nah) Exotic sands come after the dirt Only need to talk to me to know my value and worth Yeah, hopes and dreams won’t work 'til you work Top three, and at any second I will be first I got a feeling Imma die early My little sisters get bigger but they won’t cry, ain’t that right Fergie? Say my name with respect or don’t speak it You know I know the truth, so don’t make me go and leak it Your perception of me is a reflection of you I mean shit, I’m doing all the things you said you would do So in the end when it comes to the conception of truth Over who wasted their time you will find that it was you All cap, man, you talking to a CEO You see these hoes come first then you see me go Now pree these clothes, the women saying 'gee he cold' My brand and music gon' blow up like a knee, D Rose Lewandowski with the vision, you can see these goals CR7 with the money you can see these rows On rows on rows, my homies starting to call me Royce Cause when it comes to the Cali you can see he Rolls Look You cloth seats - my leather Nappa Your bitch and your wallet slim - my latter’s fatter You might of had one nice girl - my bitch is badder Still pitching punchlines - swing batter batter Check, Melo birthed a bunch a rappers in the city And I’m shitty cause ya’ll ain’t close to fucking with me Y’all don’t know about Pac, you only know about Biggie From TikTok remixes, are you fucking kidding? I went through every setback, I took every joke Just for you to dye your hair and act like you Lil' Boat Secretly idolise me and walk the path that I blaze When you can’t even stay on beat, come and leave in three days? Bitch please, you must have a mental disease You could never impress me when you buying your streams Take a trap beat and act like you a part of the streets Dog, for real though, who the fuck is Flocka MG? I’m the one who Jayceon chose to put his stamp on We not equal, you pay for bots I reach people I got fans across the globe who I know fucking with me LA to NYC the Solo Squad in the streets Listen, Paul, Sterrantino man whatever the fuck… (Sigh) Man, stop. Give it up, please dog and don’t ask for no feature If your homies gassed you up then they was puffing that reefa Man your shit is pathetic, I wish that I could forget it Oh, I get it makes sense why you called it amnesia I’m sick of this shit man By now everybody know I really can spit man I took it all further than they said I never could So why when I drop the go to is “this actually good”? I didn’t have to be hood, my stories still reach I got dreams, I learnt from lessons that my lyrics can teach All it took was one time hearing me through the speaks To have the feeling that I run the town, city and streets I been rapping like I got something to prove to 'em Cavemen, I bring the heat, something new to 'em Plot against me and you wonder what I’ll do to 'em? You know the drill, test me I put the screw to em I been slapping all the bars I go hard on 'em Spend the cards on the cars I go hard for 'em 88 free throw like Michael Jordan Money long, for the right price life get shortened