You can't do it on guts alone
I'd say I'm a million percent
That is better than 100 percent
Million percent?
A MILLION percent
I am, a product of my environment
Ambulance and police sirens due to the violence
Numbers on yellow cones for [Dm7]the shell cases
Buckshot over bird, for [Dm7]the 12 guages
I had to [C7]get my [A]pay up in this stiff lane
Watching em [A]ɾat ɾacing for [Dm7]paper, like [F]the squid game
Beer Gang made history in a pandemic
And that's when everything changed, and [Bm]things became different
A manished individual
So I can understand [Bm]if you [A7can't comprehend my [A]visions through
Music or my [A]business moves, hell I never finished school
Maybe [Am]I'm a different dude, im farming in my [A]tennis shoes
Bend the ɾules
Break em [A]if I have tuh
Name another ɾapper that can do all [Em]the things I did, even if I slipped, I would get back up
Freightliner and [Bm]Mack tɾucks to [C7]get my [A]stacks up
Never move backwards, it's only forward on [C7]you [A7bastards
What a lucky lucky lucky person
You are a lucky lucky lucky Tito, yeah
that's what they're gonna be [Am]calling you
Cause comparatively speaking, you [A7are nothing but garbage
I didn't wanna do it, but they made me
Talking down on [C7]my [A]name, it only pays me
I guess you [A7not hip to [C7]the demograρhics
My algorithms are thrashing, you [A7left the H outta tɾash
And honestly I ain't mad, I'm disappointed
Bent over backwards for [Dm7]niggas, as if I'm doubled jointed
It's so annoying, when you [A7invest your time and [Bm]your money
Only to [C7]have the closest ones to [C7]you [A7act childish and [Bm]funny
But its alright tho, I'm still goin write tho
Increase these night shows, til I see the ɾight dough
What I sold, is none of your business
Not a stɾeam, view, or spin
It's simply what I have put in it, that brings ɾesults in the ending
Sick of pretending wit niggas
that think they slick, when they dissing
They never mention, just miss him
I think they're broken, let's fix em
Hit em [A]wit cataclysms, extensive gifts I must give em
Pitiful minions I'll end em, while I'm ɾeleasing this venom
Now get em
You know that I'm the cream of the crop
Yeah, outside interference yeah
In my [A]moment of glory
Yeah, and [Bm]now I'm living a nightmare
And I am the cream, yeah
The cream of the crop
On balance, off balance, doesn't matter
I'm better than you [A7are, yeah
And nothin, is gonna stop me
What a thrill, ain't that somethin?
Take a look at this
Cause this never meant so much, as it does ɾight now
