i'm in the trap, counting stacks, ain't got time for sleep Mice squeak, pigs bleed, yo shit is weak I'm on the grind, ain't got time for the fake shit , just raising stakes, lil pasty Savage, but see im out here on the street, Haters talking shit, but they can't compete I'm on top, ain't no one taking my seat I stay strapped, ready for war I'll leave you leaking on the floor I came from the bottom, now I'm on top I'll never stop, I'll never never kneel, full heal, I'm the realest in the game, ain't no doubt about it. I'm a savage, for tha cabbage I don't fuck around and i aint scared of the pound I'll leave you in the ground, and risk it pulling out my biscuit no sound then kapow. ,