| No, we don’t talk about it | 
| No, we don’t talk about it | 
| I’m on my own- on my own- we don’t talk about it | 
| I’m on my own- on my own- I keep it inside | 
| I’m on my own- on my own- I keep it inside | 
| I’m on my way | 
| I’m on my way, yeah | 
| Swear I’m on my way, uh | 
| Yeah I’m on my way, yeah | 
| Like the holiday season I’m back to wrapping | 
| I’m back to yapping on tracks | 
| I’ll be gone for a minute | 
| Never stop at the rhythm | 
| I’mma kill it when these motherfuckers feel it | 
| Yo from the boom to the bap I’ll be taking these tracks | 
| Through the heart and the soul, put it back in the rap | 
| I just really wanna touch these kids | 
| No MJ when I write like this | 
| Yo you ain’t half the man like a minotaur | 
| And I’ve been working, I feel that spark | 
| And some hate my start, some hate my art | 
| And some kill it with no motherfucking handlebars | 
| No escaping the suites like escaping the sweets | 
| They still leave you with some cavities | 
| Casualties when I master the beat | 
| Like an angry vegan I’m attacking the beet | 
| For a minute now, all of my enemies all spit ‘em out | 
| All of these arenas I’ll be filling out | 
| Like a W-2 I got nothing to lose in this readiris pool with my rhetoric | 
| Bitch I’m a celibate, but not by choice | 
| Fuck it | 
| I’mma be the only one to catapult above it | 
| Let me grab my things and I’ll be on my way | 
| (Yeah) | 
| Swear I’m on my way, uh | 
| Yeah I’m on my way, yeah | 
| Yeah, people would die for a little bit of fame | 
| Talk about money, they all want the same | 
| It’s just ignorant bullshit, it’s all really useless | 
| If I hear again, then I might just lose it | 
| They stumble in the game no gain so clueless | 
| So many idiots wonder why I do this | 
| Ain’t nobody real and I see right through it | 
| For them to pick up the clues, man these motherfuckers blew it | 
| Back to the rap, I been at it for days | 
| Picking up the pen, a new, different ways | 
| Some fans want trap, but I really wanna rap | 
| I got something to prove, I got something to say | 
| This is my life | 
| Waited for the drop when the time is right | 
| Hope the fans are cops, so I know it’s nice | 
| And resonate with every single word I type | 
| This my life | 
| This my life | 
| This is everything I do | 
| And if a doubter tries to bring me down they just don’t have a clue | 
| Writing ‘til my fingers blue | 
| I got nothing else to lose | 
| And I’m finally ‘bout to make it cause I got this rap shit going on my way | 
| (Yeah) | 
| Swear I’m on my way, uh | 
| Yeah I’m on my way, yeah | 
| No, we don’t talk about it | 
| No, we don’t talk about it | 
| I’m on my own- on my own- we don’t talk about it | 
| I’m on my own- on my own- I keep it inside | 
| I’m on my own- on my own- I keep it inside | 
| I’m on my way | 
| I’m on my way, yeah | 
| Swear on my way, uh | 
| Yeah I’m on my way | 
| Yeah, yeah |