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[Intro: Ekoh] Put me on the mic and I’m the realest one When you're on the grind, there ain’t no time for love Got all that I want and still ain’t have enough These motherfuckers act like they want it, huh [Verse 1: Ekoh] Tell me what you know about being hated for tryin' to make it in shit that you love Tell me what you know about losin' friends 'cause they couldn’t imagine a life without drugs Tell me what you know about being down but unable to stop 'cause your head isn’t safe Tell me what you know about being cautious when everyone 'round you is fake Tell me what you know about makin' it out regardless Takin' every hit and continue through all the hardship Tryin' to find that love in the mirror when you been heartless Writing every song tryin' to get me out the darkness Fire when I start shit, bitch, it’s an arson Anyone with drive like me getting car sick Know I’ve got the skill on the mic But it’s like when that blue check’s on your profile, it's a target Hell of a game, feel like I’m Constantine constantly dodging the flames With all of 'em sayin, "No way you make it in rap when you grew up so awkward and lame" I’m top the chain, that carnivore blood I got pumpin' through every inch in the veins So put your head down and speak under your breath to yourself when I walk in the room like you prayin' The fuck are you sayin'? I did the work to get here while the rest of you sit and complain I see when you hate You're mad but know you couldn’t do it with less of the things that I faced, ugh You ain’t on the same wavelength, no I been hackin' in your brain's mainframe, won’t— Stop 'tiI I see the dreams take shape, so Don’t nobody make a fuckin' move 'til I say go Yeah, I know the life that I'm living right now ain’t as good as it gets I don’t do shit but make plays and do work There ain’t no option here where it don’t manifest Fuck anybody who gets in the way and the labels who scared of the shit we possess Hate all you want but know you’re all the ones who gon' watch what I’m doin' next [Hook: Ekoh] Put me on the mic and I’m the realest one (Realest one) Ay, back up on the grind, there ain’t no time for love (Time for love) Ay, get me what I want and never have enough (Have enough) Ay, motherfuckers act like they want it Why the fuck you runnin'? I been killin' shit since twenty one Ay, when you're on the grind, there ain’t no time for love (Ain't no time for love) Ay, got all that I want and still ain’t have enough (Have enough) Ay, I know that you act like you want it Then what the fuck you runnin' from? [Verse 2: King Iso] Yeah Been a savage before twenty one Chasin' euphoria with the Ru's Sippin’ 211's since eleven, I was Kendrick in a Swimming Pool When your parents told you that your dinner's cool I jumped off the porch without a interview When you were dying to be a cool kid in school I was truant, creepin' through your living room Tool on me, had some missin' screws Luc Longly, I been with the bull–since thirteen On the south-side, when Snake Lucci had a nigga in the stu' Dope money, made my first album Hit the fruits and I would just produce Brodie ended up in prison period I was 'bout to catch a sentence too Back then wasn’t talkin' blicks I was buzzing off the sticks, you better dip, like the gymers do Fifty percent of you niggas‘ll get split in two Bipolar, I was eating mental ward prison food Nigga, what’s a stepper to a tennis shoe? And I keep the pepper for the chicken Homie, step into my kitchen fool Forced me on the medicine you niggas use Thinking that the shit is cool I don’t need help, you niggas do Now they lie about mental illness to get some views Irony 'cause I’m pulling up with a “Drake” finna shoot Better yet let me get a Tech, strange how they mimic you But with you, they don’t wanna get up in the booth 'Cause far as that, I’m Clark Kenting you You are minuscule, to a large general Equipped with a semi, call me Arsenio with the arson I’m sending you Bitch I’m nuts, stay off of this dog's genitals I remember when they brought my mom in the room Court with the board of mental health, I’m finna lose Back when they said I was lame and not really cool Then I made it rappin', now they looking identical Three words that I live by, win or lose Like JT, I’m who they cry rivers to That goes for the men and women too Fuck everybody fakin’, I been the truth [Hook: Ekoh] Put me on the mic and I’m the realest one (Realest one) Ay, back up on the grind, there ain’t no time for love (Time for love) Ay, get me what I want and never have enough (Have enough) Ay, motherfuckers act like they want it Why the fuck you runnin'? I been killin' shit since twenty one Ay, when you're on the grind there ain’t no time for love (Ain't no time for love) Ay, got all that I want and still ain’t have enough (Have enough) Ay, I know that you act like you want it Then what the fuck you runnin' from?