No Second Thoughts

Can't fake it
Can't break it
Gotta have it
You can't take it
Can't matrix
Bend over backwards
Way to powerful, cowards pray for your downfall
I'm on my way to the top
Dare to say I'm unstoppable
Hurdling over obstacles
Heard em say it's impossible
That paralyzing fear's what they feel
We keep moving over here
Let em stare, found drive, and I steer

Ignore the haters watchin
Ain't a thang to get it poppin
All that plotting finna bring the fuckin demons out my patners
Got a squad full of starters
And ya team jus second options
Can't compete, and I won't waste my expertise n all you novices
Look I been workin hard, swear to god Ima to celebrate
Shout out all my dawgs, all the squads out here gettin paid

Gotta run a bag up, gotta run a bag
Gotta run the bag up, run a, run a bag
Always motion forward, so ya never lookin back
Gotta kill em wit the diligence, shout out to my Dad
Gotta kill em wit percentages, 100 on the swag
Movin different, keep my distance, I be on another path
Why niggas look mad, y'all supposed to be, happy I'm free
Picture me, rollin solo, blowin weed