crown me

I put in work, I put in the hours, and you know it's time

Don't pull up and ask to match if you won't match my grind

Yeah, you got a lot of your play and I got a lot on my mind

You get a whole lot of hate and I got a whole lot of diamonds

I make a hit every time, don't even matter what genre

I keep on levelin' up, you keep on lookin behind ya

I might just sell one my beats, bust my bitch down in some Prada

I get a check from the work and the music and I'ma spend it on my mama

Yeah, I had to evolve, had to pick apart

all of my flaws

I had a block in my mind, then I took a tab and it melted the walls