(Verse 1)
Ok, this why n***as hate you
You ain't even drop shit in late view
They sophomores slumping off they debut
Young kid, kicking smart shit like the dean's list
Funny, vibe magazine labeled me a D-list
That's a couple letters that a n***a gotta get up
'Fore I make sure that your favorite rapper never gon' be shit
Your girl ass fat, yeah I seen it, she faithful?
Sorry that's some shit I'm gon have to disagree with
You went up to All-Star Weekend, dog
You should never leave a good woman all alone
So I brung her to the crib, dinner burned, so I order in
She ask for good dick, Chef Bizz put that order in
Fine, don't believe me
I glad you worked it out, but she won't miss a flight to see me
For every good girl took for granted
Trust there's n***a like me that's gon' help you understand it
And to you lil n***as dissing just to get yo' name up
I hope you understand that I am not an entertainer
They know me for the shit that I be kicking on these tracks
But your better fear the shit I never mention in these raps
And if I hit it once then I could always get it back
She might of broke my heart, but I still keep my shit intact
And all them labels tryna get at me
Under five, keep your contracts please, you're killing trees

(Hook)
If you been here since day one
Hold on, I gotcha
All this money bout to come
Hold on, I gotcha
I'm just waiting on my check
Hold on, I gotcha
I swear you'll never be in depth
Hold on, I gotcha, I gotcha
(Hold on, I gotcha, I gotcha, Just hold on, I gotcha)
I'm just waiting on my check
Hold on, I gotcha
I swear you'll never been in depth
Hold on, I gotcha, I gotcha

(Verse 2)
N***a got a headline show back home
Ex girl telling all her friends not to go
But she don't know I done left they names at the do'
There's money to be made, the fuck you waiting fo'
Ok, I finally understand why n***as hate me
They paying just to get in, you might as well pay me
And I could make your girl come faster, she in a hurry
Run around with all this jewelry got my mama worried
Get money, stay free, and never charging n***as
You ever charge me for a feature, then I'm charging triple
Miami rappers never me onna song wit em'
I guess when you ahead, it's hard to get along wit em'
So I said fuck it, drop the tape
Had the city sitting straight
305, Good Luck, and n***a everything great
Only thing I miss is court dates
So I'm MIA like a DUI in MIA

(Hook)
If you been here since day one
Hold on, I gotcha
All this money bout to come
Hold on, I gotcha
I'm just waiting on my check
Hold on, I gotcha
I swear you'll never be in depth
Hold on, I gotcha, I gotcha
(Hold on, I gotcha, I gotcha, Just hold on, I gotcha)
I'm just waiting on my check
Hold on, I gotcha
I swear you'll never been in depth
Hold on, I gotcha, I gotcha