[Will Smith Speech]

[Verse: Gared A.]
Nobody will ever walk the walk
They always runnin' they mouth, they talk and talk
Damn you know what it is
I'm only worried bout me, that's the bizz
Cause the haters don't matter
They all just mad about
My craft that I'm working on
That's right, I'm the upper echelon
People will talk and talk all they life time
But they can never spit or write a rhyme
So I'm just gonna sit back and relax
The shit I say I do, those are true facts
Mind on my grind and my money
Once I get the 100's and the 1000's, I'm go'n hop like a bunny
Watch the paper stack up everyday
Name in bold print, Gared A.,
If you wanna try me
Bitch I'll knock you out, like Ali
You thought that I couldn't do this
Used to put me down sayin' you won't do this
But look at me, I'm progressin everyday
I'm steady workin' in my lane

[Verse: Gared A.]
On all these beats, I go dumb
My supporters are my Kingdom
That's why I never let a person tell me what I gotta do
You can knock me down but I'll get back up in 2
And prove you wrong for all the shit you do
So worry bout you
This is called a passion for music
I don't hear the hate no more, now they just muted
These frontin' hoes always actin' like they've been there
But when I was down, you wasn't there

[Verse: no.ah]
I ain't talking shit
But I guess you wanna be that talking bitch
I run this like my own town
I run this like I know how
You better get low down
I'ma show you who wears the crown
Seven seven, eight eight
Nine nine
Countin' racks all the time
Talkin' bout money
Never dropped a bullet
Talkin' bout honey
The bees never pull it
Talkin' bout "Yasss"
Talkin' bout "No"
Bitch let it go, like Elsa the snow
You think you got tricks to show
You say you fight, oh
Come on let's show
Come on let's go

[Verse: JLH]
People are talkin', they steady spreading rumors
Man, I'ma keep it going just stay on my grind and do my thing
Don't want no problems, don't want no haters, just want the fame
You coming for me, I suggest you stay in your lane, stay in your lane
Uh.. look
You hating on me but, you really hatin' on yourself
Look in the mirror, put your guard up just to make some stealth
The funny thing is that I haven't said a thing to you
You bashing on me like you really got something to prove
Was it a past experience making you who you are
Cause when I look at you I see this great big shining star
You have potential, this is only mental
Right now I'm not trying to offend, but I commend you
Stay on my grind and I'm doing my thing
Even when I hurt and I feel pain
My obligation is to get paid
Jealousy is what's making you hate
Y'all stay pressed and I stay blessed
Y'all stay stressing, I avoid that mess
Coming up to me like you wanna do something
But you better watch out cause you might get checked
I don't have the time or the room to be stressing
But I just sit in my room counting my blessing's
Like, seven seven, eight eight
Nine nine, ten ten
When I, Fall I, I stay coming up
And I shall rise again like what