Count my own money, see the paper cut fingers?

They always tell me nobody's working as hard as you and even though I laugh it off man, it's probably true.

Seen too much, it's so hard for me to let new people in

Word on road is the clique about to blow. You ain't gotta run and tell nobody they already know

Rappers are emotional. Critics be reviewin me. But I got love for everybody even if you're suin me.

Overly focused, it's far from the time to rest now. Debates growin bout who they think is the best now

In person I am everything and more. I'm everywhere these other niggas never been before.