Intro - Sledgehammer

In- in- in the grand scheme of things, like I’m not supposed to be here, man

I didn’t sell drugs, I’m not gang affiliated, I went to college

I’m not supposed to be here

So I’ma be even more eyes

And even if I never even get that supreme confidence, I’ma still these niggas

You know what I mean?

Like I’ma always find a way

I been workin' hard tryna get it (Get it)

Lately, I been stressin' (Stressin')

Every single night, I feel like I’m outta sessions (Sessions)

And I can’t even see past my complaints to count my blessin’s (Hah)

And I been gone so long, every chick think I’m sexin' on another bitch (On

another bitch)

Feel like this game tryna treat me like I’m Lovie Smith (Like I’m Lovie Smith)

Been rackin' my brain tryna come up with a summer hit

But fuck y’all, two step

I lose money, lose sleep, and I lose sex

Lose all of this shit but never lose stress (Hah)

Hopin' that one day, I see a new check

Fuck all that complainin' ('Plainin'), convinced I’ma make it

Remember that statement

I got that shit comin' from Pops to the bottom

That’s attics and basements

My team on my back and I swear I won’t drop 'em (Drop 'em)

I feel like a racist, huh, 'cause fuck these niggas

Really I be like, «Fuck these niggas»

Look, if this shit don’t work

Then I’m grabbin' a vest and I’m Googlin' how to create me a bomb

Go in to Capitol Records with TEC’s and some weapons

And switchin' my thoughts to Sadaam

If y’all don’t start playin' my records, I know I’m the best

Just to come out the West

And so this is a stick-up, like this is erections

In order to come, I’ma need me my credit, nigga

Huh, fuck waitin' on a chest, muhfucka I’ma take one

If a door ain’t open, I’ma make one

If a shot ain’t there, I create one, hah

'Cause this is my season

My heart, my sweat, and I’m bleedin', uh

Shout out Del Amo, uh, muhfucka, this REASON