[Verse]
My curriculum vitae for those that don't know
10 years in and I feel like I'm on my own though
Changed the game up like Steph Curry from the logo
The industry disrespect, is getting loco
You must be sniffing OMO in the office
The playlisters skip it
Sound a little too different
Maybe overly artistic
6 months pass another plaque gets delivered
'Cause the fans keep on spinning so I owe them my existence
What's the friction? More plaques than I can hang
I need a bigger space
Three top 10 albums, then a rock album, that's legend traits
Came without a pot to piss in, not putting my dick away
Until I'm done, anyone that's in the way, can get a spray
So usually I'm humble, I've got the shits today
How many times we break the ticket page?
First one to sign in USA, first Aussie to spit to Sway
And women I slay, wifey out my league like I'm Nick Lachey
Women seem to like me 'cause I make them laugh
Guys like me 'cause my journey reflects their path
And the crazy bars, if you're not first you're last
But I make it last, well first fades fast
I'm still on this ladder gazing up
While snakes in the grass hiss
My only focus is outlasting trends
Like I'm Outkast and Prince
While you janky little rappers dick-ride the next thing
Or have a gang scrap behind KFC, next to the bins
Or hit the pipe, go live and jibber jabber
Your father should've worn a prophylactic, now you're over-acting
Every week, a new rapper talking like the mafia
'Bout as real as Narnia, and what's even funnier?
I've still never been to the ARIAs
Listen, in Sydney we did 5k tickets
From the industry – crickets
4.5 in Melbourne and I don't mean the Richter
Sometimes I hate rap but I could never quit her
My fans waiting for the blow-up, maybe it's the accent
I'm convinced it's timing 'cause I know it's gonna happen
Moved to LA, spent my tour profits on that rent
Then Peezo died, he wouldn't have wanted me to 'lax then
Kept on going flat chat, that was Starry Night recording
Would've been even better if I wasn't mourning
Found my girlfriend then was cheating, accidentally caught them
Barely even told nobody, wanted to seem strong then
I think my friends don't wanna know, sorry if I'm not that open
I just start another album, say the songs are loading
Floating on a beat, hope the music cross the oceans
Did it all with no promotion but I got devotion
'Til I'm home bummin' out my friends' pouches
On the very same couches where I used to dream about this
I see the self-doubt in my doubters
It's way too late for my flowers
I'm gonna need your gardens and your houses
I'm gonna need it written down and signed
That when you were doubting I, you were fucking out your mind
My next shit is my best shit, all you boys are out of time
August 2, The Necklace, that's a platinum album shine
Let me shine, jeez!
