Aight, something I can relate to Is being called "colored," "mullato," "zebra," "Lite-Brite" You niggas questioning if I can even say "Nigga" DJ Drama (Gangsta-) Okay, I've been there, I've done that This rap shit had to get 'round from that My therapy helping the boy unpack Yeah, the reason I left and don't wanna come back Made a hundred million and was still depressed You know with or without it, we still stressed You know with or without it, we still blessed Stealth mode like Ellie in Hillcrest Yeah, everybody gonna die, gonna go, I know That's why I flow like a river, my liver can't take no more Ain't no more fucks to give, I gotta live my life Regardless if you think I'm living it right I was born in the dark now I live in the light Bitch, I'm ready to fight like I'm Tyson This shit is enticin', them diamonds on my neck be icin' (Goddamn) Bitch, I inspired a generation People that feel like they had nowhere they could belong, stuck in the simulation Bitch, I am the king of innovation But everybody got what they got from something else I'm something else, I'm on the floor, you on the shelf I'm in the ring, I got the belt, the hands been dealt I am the king, this shit beyond the bling And all the things that I thought this rap would bring Back in the day in the trap, I was gripping the gat As a matter of fact, I was dealin' with hella anxiety And now today, well, I still got anxiety (Gangsta Grizillz) It's fucking with my sobriety and the outlook that I have on society It could be cripplin', even if your bank account steady triplin' Because the money and fame, success and the game Has nothing to do with the life of happiness you plan to attain Gripping this grain Everybody gonna die, gonna go, yes, I know that's for sure Everybody wanna act, they wanna act like I motherfucking fell off 'Cause I did everything but get the Grammy And I'd rather raise a family, rather be home and off of my phone And all these other rappers soundin' like clones, leave me alone You think you got it, better get to praying Who you know go toe-to-toe with Em? "Homicide," might have to go again Student of the game, I studied him JAY-Z, Nasir, and Rakim Bitch, I got a million plaques, a million tracks, a million racks A million facts to let 'em all know That I'm ready to go, fade away, then fade to black for sure All this shit you rapping wack for sure Murder like Amity, peep the Calamity Ganon I stay with the cannon, they talking that shit in the Discord You know I'ma ban 'em, pull up in the Maybach and never the Phantom Recorded Incredible True Story in a two-story Could barely afford the rent, that's a true story So don't pass it, decade later, it's a classic What can I say? I guess I won't fade away All day, every day We was on that block until we made a way Day to day, man, that's the only way They gon' know my name until it fade away (Gangsta Grizillz) Fade away, fade away They gon' know my name until it fade a- ('Way, 'way, 'way, 'way) Uh, fade away Uh, they gon' know my name until it fade away They say, "Damn DJ Drama don't look like what he sound like" Well, what you niggas expect? Yeah, this light-skin nigga's the greatest to ever talk that talk (Ultra 85) Logic