First ImpressionI come with a message
U never heard of me, Here's first impression
I don't wear louie,
I don't run the streets,
N don't drive Mclarens
Don't live in a Mansion
I sleep on couch wit no expansion
Don't talk to much
I Want It AllCheck check
Turn me up a little bit more
Check check yea
Little more
Little more
Little more
Little more
Little more
MomentumIn my position
Livin to make a bigger difference
My bank account be lookin all slim
But my vision isn't
Investment plays
So I move money from my bank
Nothing worse then letting it sit
Wit These low interest rates
No Fake LoveGo ahead and take the mask off
Cuz I see right thru u like a glass wall
Solo in the seat, time to blast off
A lot of rappers in this game
So soft
Where they fail and they drop
I'm keep going
In a cell or a block I'm keep rollin
Numero UnoHold on to u
Hold on to u
Always wanted something like this
I was born wit it uh
89, born the middle child
Westside, born in Southern Cal
On the Way UpIm on the way up
Produced by Musiq
Haha
Yea
Uh
I'm on the way up
Talk on how I came up
SheYea
Lay this one real quick
Then I gotta go tat
Working slow days for the low pay
Can't for the weekend just to go drank
She a slave to her own brain
Stuck in the old ways, don't want no change
So SweetSo sweet, so sweet
So sweet, so sweet
My flow is sweeter then a new pair of white adidas
I let the beat that I produce bring out the ideas
I run these laps with no tracksuit but still they filas
The underrated under dog still I put the bid up
The greatest rappers in the game are all Gemini's