I'm humble because I know what it feels like to be at the bottom and have nobody
No fans, no nothin', nobody believin' in you
Now look at me
I was down on the ground with nobody
Some in my town said my sound was a hobby
Now that I'm crowned, they're astounded and oddly
They try and come around, now I'm somebody
Middle finger in the air, with a hope and a prayer, I started this (yeah)
Never had no money then my daughter hit
That was a get-up-and-hustle-nigga starter kit (yeah)
Hard to spit, bars to get, at stars when it's, not marketed
You're far from it, it's dark, and your partner quit (yeah)
Really barkin', you wishin' for the spark to get a heart in your art a bit
But they doubted me 'cause I'm nothin' like 'em, never knew how to be
Stylistically foul, and he's proud to be wild, and he's (yeah)
Thinkin' now is time to get the crowd shoutin'
Now people found him, it's, "Wow, peep his salary" (yeah)
Way back when I was feelin' defeated (rrr)
When inspiration, motivation was needed (rrr)
At the pace to be great, I've exceeded
All of ya expectations, you fakers can eat it (yeah)
This my world (yeah), this my game (yeah)
All the wicked shit is comin' out of my brain (yeah)
This is my girl (yeah), music is my dame (yeah)
If you can get it, I'm a keep it P.I., mane (yeah)
Why not share the pie? Scared that I
Would get the people likin' me and wouldn't dare to buy yo' shit
Try to told ya before that my flow sick
Milli' sold on the road with my whole clique
Everybody listenin' to witness (yeah), Tech's whirlwind (yeah)
In the club with MGK (yeah), thick sex twirlin' (yeah)
Fought to the top, never did stop, now we got it, it's "Fuck the world" then
The haters in the past on my ass wanna come around like my ex-girlfriends
Uh, for the block I (go), to that spot I (go), to the top I (go)
Screamin', "Fuck the world" (fuck the world)
Screamin', "Motherfuck the world" (fuck the world, fuck the world)
Screamin', "Motherfuck the world"
And that's real, how I feel 24-7 in a city where the weak men die
Doin' whatever we gotta do to survive
Head to the sky, middle finger up high
Scream, "Fuck the world" (fuck the world)
Screamin', "Motherfuck the world" (fuck the world, fuck the world)
Screamin', "Motherfuck the world"
Twista, I remember thinkin' I would rather die
Then go through what I was goin' through when I was strugglin' to survive
Full of ambition, and I'm ready to ride
No tragedy over triumph and I am a lion, I gotta try
Full of drama, I was feelin' like a failure
Fiendin' for the industry again, I was livin' in disgust
Doin' odd jobs, everybody seein' me
Travelin' to work, back and forth on the bus
Yeah, I was fucked up, but I got it together for y'all
Spit venomous lyrics 'cause I was ready to ball
Started po pimpin' on everybody
And certain motherfuckers that want to get in my circle, I tell 'em, "Nah"
'Cause I got to get money up in my anatomy, naturally
And I gotta be gradually happy to holla
At somebody when they speak, and they might be on that bullshit
So sometimes it's "Fuck them", I don't even bother
And who knows what's next for three angels chasin' dreams
Hailin' from the Midwest, as we spread our wings
All of us strivin' to surf over the summit, creatin' us a vision that would be stunnin'
When we come to Earth and yo' city and do a show
You would get to see everybody from miles come runnin'
Yellin' for Machine Gun Kelly
And Tech N9ne and Twista get it in, better bring somethin' smelly
We could take it to another level, wherever you wanna go
Everybody put they hands up, I'm ready
Come on and get wild, let loose
Celebrate the fact that you made it, and let me see you get buck
You done been through some shit
But you did it 'cause you had the heart to throw the middle finger up, yeah
Uh, for the block I (go), to that spot I (go), to the top I (go)
Screamin', "Fuck the world" (fuck the world)
Screamin', "Motherfuck the world" (fuck the world, fuck the world)
Screamin', "Motherfuck the world"
And that's real, how I feel 24-7 in a city where the weak men die
Doin' whatever we gotta do to survive
Head to the sky, middle finger up high
Scream, "Fuck the world" (fuck the world)
Screamin', "Motherfuck the world" (fuck the world, fuck the world)
Screamin', "Motherfuck the world"
From the backstreets to the packed seats (hey)
On the block, runnin' from the cops, like athletes
Uh, whoever woulda imagined "Lace Up" coulda got me to the finish like track meets? (Yo)
And when everybody's hot, I'm past heat
And if I don't need the fuel, don't gas me (yeah)
It's been a long time comin' since "100 Words And Running"
Motherfucker, come catch me (woop)
And while these other rappers pen and pad it, I was 13, with a semi-automatic
Anythin' we ever wanted then you know we gotta have it
Don't anybody ever snitch, get pinched, you forget like magic
Kids carry tools like go-go gadget (blah), leavin' high school to an open casket
Now another baby in the stomach of his baby's mother
Never gonna know his daddy, tragic
Why the government gotta lie to get money? (Huh?)
Why the federal reserve gotta take from me? (Why?)
Why should I be fightin' for another country?
Have you seen my city, motherfucker? We hungry (ah-ooh)
Representin' for the middle of the map even though me and mine are comin' from the bottom
(What up?) Why do all greats fall when it isn't autumn?
Where would 'Pac be at if nobody woulda shot him?
You really think that Notorious B.I.G would believe these guys? (Nope)
All these internet thugs that the media finds?
You wanna talk about grind? Look at me in the encyclopedia
What name is in it? I bet you see mine, motherfucker, that's Kells (Kells)
Skinny boy, six foot three, heart bigger than an SUV
Lord knows I been through hell and back
Duckin' jail and crack, and still, I came out on T-O-P
So this is for the kid who never had a father figure to depend on
Spendin' every school day bein' sent home
Feelin' like he doesn't know anybody
Because the only thing he ever had to him was some headphones
So he pick a song (yeah), and he turn 'em on (yeah)
Every mornin' just to get him through the day
Lookin' for an escape and the kick in the bass
That's the story of MGK, lace up (go)
Uh, for the block I (go), to that spot I (go), to the top I (go)
Screamin', "Fuck the world" (fuck the world)
Screamin', "Motherfuck the world" (fuck the world, fuck the world)
Screamin', "Motherfuck the world"
And that's real, how I feel 24-7 in a city where the weak men die
Doin' whatever we gotta do to survive
Head to the sky, middle finger up high
Scream, "Fuck the world" (fuck the world)
Screamin', "Motherfuck the world" (fuck the world, fuck the world)
Screamin', "Motherfuck the world"
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