Chorus:
I'll be running this, like I never stop,
I will be going in, like I feel at home,
When I'm popping bottles, mane it feels like a joke,
I'll be in so many battles, mane I just won.(×2)
Verse 1:
I strive to achieve, I’m ready to weave,
Got dreams to conceive, while others deceived,
Climbing high, I believe, no room for reprieve,
In this game, I grieve, but still I retrieve,
Got goals up my sleeve, I work and believe,
No time to misleave, I’m destined to cleave,
With heart on my sleeve, my power I leave,
Won’t stop to reprieve, just watch how I cleave.
Chorus:
I'll be running this, like I never stop,
I will be going in, like I feel at home,
When I'm popping bottles, mane it feels like a joke,
I'll be in so many battles, mane I just won.(×2)
Verse 2:
I’m the rhyme disaster, climbing up faster,
Breaking through the plaster, I am the master,
While they all are a blaster, I’m here to outlast ’em,
No questions, no laughter, leave 'em in the past, uh,
This is my chapter, I’m coming in plaster,
With flows smooth as a caster, be ready for the rafter,
Always aiming for the daster, my style is a blast,
In the game, I’ll be the master, never a cast-off.
Chorus:
I'll be running this, like I never stop,
I will be going in, like I feel at home,
When I'm popping bottles, mane it feels like a joke,
I'll be in so many battles, mane I just won.(×2)