Yeah

Way I see it, I'm top ten
I never let a motherfucker try me, nah
I’m feeling the pressures, I'm like a diamond y’all
My family straight I’m getting what I need, all
Ten thousand hours I put the time into it
All of the emotion that I felt
You hate me, then you hatin' on yourself
My hand around her waist I'm like a belt
Wealth so hard to get, keep it anonymous
'Cause once the public figures out, targets ain’t hard to hit
So proceed with caution, they'll be supporting
For things your fortune can get
To be from Austin, you see he God sent
To be so fortunate

Mrs. Mr. Whoever I pray
All the time, all the same
Sadly I see things I thought would change
All the time, all the same
I don't want shit, I just called to say
How's your day? Can't complain
My phone open to you, all today
Work two ways

I’m tired of motherfuckers hitting me up like: You never hit me up
Well, that's what's up
People be focused up on the accolades
People you call your friends get to actin' up
It's sad as fuck, never satisfied
People that I looked up to I'm passin' by
Doing everything I said I would be doin
You never hear a nigga say that Saba lied
Since a pacifier and the crib, I was mad inspired as a kid
No, she didn’t want me back then, now she Caroline in a ditch
Took it as a lesson, we don't wanna rush in
Took her to a restaurant, now she is undressin'
I said it would happen, that was manifestin'
And she threw it at me like a penny to a freshman, ah

Mrs. Mr. Whoever I pray
All the time, all the same
Sadly I see things I thought would change
All the time, all the same
I don't want shit, I just called to say
"How's your day? Can't complain"
My phone open to you, all today
Work two ways