Intro

Hey
Six mixtapes later, I became the one
Made guys wonder, who is this kid after all?
So many hits we released, haters are going crazy
They want to kill me, but they forgot I'm immortal

And rappers are worried, they're running out of bread
We succeeded without radio, favors, or television
We created our own ways, now it's time to celebrate
I'm hotter than summer
With more bombs than Iran

They doubted my crew
We showed them who's boss
Music isn't profitable
They pay well, but I spend a lot
I'm not the owner of the world

But I'm the owner's son
We're here to disrupt
With mixtapes and horns
With cream, there are promos
With new houses and cars

With diplomas and bling
To make the wallet fatter
And my niggas are doing well
Not trying to have the most
Just want my family well
Not envious of what I have

Leveled up when they thought I couldn't
We put these little groups in and out of the way
I'm with guys all day in different situations
But there are others who only show up when conditions are right

Niggas with bullets and cannons, these niggas are targeted
And a hundred percent of the rhymes, everyone knows it's a lie
TRX Music, the family, the best group in this shit
We took the new school out of Angola

I receive love from the older guys, they're fighters like us
We receive hate from the older guys, they're being replaced by us
The new school has a voice, we inspire, we motivate
It's not luck, it's work and faith in what we dream

I'm at the top with my brothers
We celebrate with reasons
They're frustrated
We frustrate all your goals

My lyrics could fill a book
Your lyrics go to waste
I don't trust these girls
The game is too aggressive

Hey, I kill rappers without hesitation
Hey, TRX Music is prestigious
Hey, I'm not from the Force
But we have strength

I'm also a prodigy
Hey, it's a track of lyrics
Hey, my flow for the haters is an exercise
Hey, Gucci isn't a sacrifice

Hey, we never needed that
Hey, I'm after my millions
I remember when they didn't play the songs
Now they just want my voice in songs

A million views
I'm focused, bro, no distractions
I don't get involved in these confusions
I don't listen to your opinions
Best artists, but we're villains
Hey, hey, hey

You want to toast to my success
But during this process
You doubted the progress

My talent is priceless
I want what I deserve
I thank my fans
But there's a lot I don't ask for

Because God sees my struggle every day and knows that I
Am a sinner, but I repent and raise my hands to the sky
My enemies resemble me more than I do
What will prove my worth isn't fame or a trophy

I do this for my squad and my people
The woman I saw in my ex, I confess, is dead
Look at the game since TRX appeared
But that's not all, this shit hasn't heated up yet