U Don't Got a Clue

[Intro]

You Know, some things just got to be said

Marathon Music, uh

[Verse]

Look, you don't a clue of what you want to do

I'm busy gettin' rich, you think that I'm gon' stop for you?

I built this on my own and everybody know it's true

Still niggas act like they supposed to have control of what I do

But look, they don't got a clue of what I been through

Nigga ain't have no trust funds or eat off no silver spoons

Nigga ain't have no peace inside my house until I moved

And I damn sure can't recall havin' no exit route in you

But really, I don't got a clue of what you even do

And what good is a dream if you can't make yo shit come true?

What good is a team when everyone depends on you?

Hope opportunity don't knock, what opportunist in yo group?

'Cause then what you gon' do?

What you gon' do?

'Cause if you sharin' your success and not your struggle, you's a fool

Then you start to look like food, the game don't even chew

Eat you up and shit you out and then them critics say you through

But look, they don't got a clue what you was tryna do

Keepin' it one hunnid, one hunnid don't keep it you

But I'm gon' tell you what to do

Here is what you do

Say, "fuck the middle-man," get on your marathon and get your loot

I hustle 'cause I have to, not because it's cool

And over time became accustomed to the bullshit niggas do

Now I'm numb and it's cool, had to bounce back and regroup

Hope you don't expect shit from me, 'cause I don't want shit from you

[Outro]

Now I'm ballin' like I'm (Like we s'posed to)

Livin' life like we s'posed to

Fuckin' bitches like we s'posed to

Gettin' money like we s'posed to

Smokin' kush like we s'posed to