[Produced by Jessy3D]
[Verse 1]
Beginning of the year going outta control
Mind on my duffy yes I need my bankroll
Pound of the kick and I'm aiming at the goal
Time is creeping fast yet it's feeling so slow
Steady focused on the mission and I knew that from the go
Aggravated Mentality headed for the gold
Drifting this shit like Mario Kart
Mushroom not trailing a toad (ay listen)
John Cena when I'm looking at the watch
You can't see my on my grind boy stop
Summer colada bitch, I'm sipping Ciroc
Bitch, if the money ain't the convo change the topic
Breaking all the locks I'm a locksmith
Keep on working 'til I get myself an office
Working on the current 'til I top it
Shaking up the bottle on some pop shit
All the team wanna do is pop style
Way too busy chasing M's we don't chase clout
Don't hit my line when see that boy hot now
I'm a boss, shit I feel like Barack now
Top flight the only thing that I rock now
I know my old flame is all talk now
Mastermind shit I feel like Rick Ross
On my Mike Jones see me swang when I floss
[Bridge]
Living up to my name, ain’t shit changed, remain the same
Evolution in front of your eyes, best believe that I can’t be tamed
Longevity is the main goal you already know I gotta maintain
Don’t judge a book by its cover, gimme the brush, watch I paint
[Chorus / Hook]
Allow me to reintroduce myself
Without the need to reintroduce myself
You can’t confuse me with someone else
Shit hit different when you know yourself
Wait, wait, wait, hol’ up you see me right here in attendance
What you see is what you get, nonetheless I ain’t seeking acceptance
Know yourself so you don’t have to reintroduce yourself
[Verse 2]
When you see me pull up, pull up, imma fill up, fill up, uh
Gas in the tank, like a filler, filler, uh
On the crunch time like a sit up, sit up, uh
Hoes jocking on the dick babysitter, sitter, wait
If we ain't talking 'bout dollars it ain't making no cents
Shit I'm tryna get rich like I'm 50 Cent
My purpose in this music shit is heaven sent
The main goal is me not to keep paying rent
Camping out for the dream shit I'm sleeping in a tent
They said I couldn’t do it and I told 'em "say less"
Money is the motive shit I'm chasing a check
Rather spit positivity than bussin' a TEC
Keeping tunnel vision when I'm packing a blunt
Filling up my stomach when I'm eating hella lunch
Working all night might be skipping on dinner
In the morning me and the team headed to a brunch
There ain't no fucking up my rotation
Debut LP on the way be patient
Cam said "Work Hard, Play Hard"
You got damn right there's "Play" in my station
Steady like a turtle ‘til I’m in my coupe racing
Ain’t about my money I don’t do too much chasing
Wins around the corner i’m invited to the tasting
Ready for the next battle like a nigga playing Tekken, uh
[Bridge]
Living up to my name, ain’t shit changed, remain the same
Evolution in front of your eyes, best believe that I can’t be tamed
Longevity is the main goal you already know I gotta maintain
Don’t judge a book by its cover, gimme the brush, watch I paint
[Outro Chorus / Hook]
Allow me to reintroduce myself
Without the need to reintroduce myself
You can’t confuse me with someone else
Shit hit different when you know yourself
Wait, wait, wait, hol’ up you see me right here in attendance
What you see is what you get, nonetheless I ain’t seeking acceptance
Know yourself so you don’t have to reintroduce yourself
