What's up wit these new niggas? And why they think it all come so easy?

I don't measure my success anymore by the Grammys. I can't because I'll just end up crushed.

I get it I live it to me there's nothin realer

Look what you created, only got yourself to blame, I remember when you hated

I come alive in the night time

Still findin' myself, let alone a soulmate, I'm just sayin'

Spendin all the money I just worked my ass off for doing things that I won't regret.