I like doing things my way, t’s hard to compromise, I tell them boys ketchup, Like French fries, Feel like Mr. West I gotta big ego, Cuz I make it look easy Free throw, I’m like hold up Let me humble myself, When I was a beginner, I wanted some help, Ok first of all You got to be yourself, Let the game choose you Play the hand you're dealt, my heart paired with yours I stared at you for long That's not easy for me Mean what you say And your verses will be scorching, Last but not least You got to get your swag on, You’re unique it’s ok if you say the words wrong, It’s no proper way to speak It’s no English class, Make sure you clear enough And your message get passed, If you got all that Then you don’t need my help, Just hop on the beat And whip it like a belt.