Satisfied, Satisfied, Satisfied is how I feel Satisfied, Satisfied, Satisfied is how I feel Hold up let me get up in it now, bitch I'm here to win it now L-O-G I see I'm feeling free I'm finna bring it now If you know the words take a step back and sing it now Never thought I'd have to but I keep the windows tinted now Like la-di-da-di who got the keys to my Audi Last time I said it went viral I don't fuck with nobody And I don't fuck with you, you, them, her and him too Cause don't none of y'all know a fucking thing about what I've been through And all that superficial shit you love I'm just not into And when it comes to getting deep in this rap shit I've been to Like your pussy don't push me I ain't no killer but you know the rest You think I caught the Holy Spirit how I'm feeling blessed Ain't no contest that all this rap shit it just ain't no test Step and get laid to rest, boy step and get laid to rest It ain't no S on my chest but I'm still running While half of these motherfuckers still running I've earned everything I've attained and they steal from em Like god damn I'm the motherfucking man Used to call you a hater you a motherfucking stan Ain't nobody built himself a brand like me I ain't signed a shoe deal cause I'm waiting for Nike To recognize all these youngins wanna be just like me Got the check for 20 million right now and we might see Everybody rocking my kicks preaching positivity I get up, pee, I get up, pee, I get up When I'm down had enough, almost ground When shit rough I get tough and when I'm beating to the ground I get up, I get up, I get up, I get up, I get up When I'm down had enough, almost ground When shit rough I get tough and when I'm beating to the ground I get up, I get up, I get up, I get up, I get up Never address me as Robin Essence by that De Niro Far from a hero I ain't never saving hoes I'm not defined by these clothes and zeros It don't matter if you got six dollars and six figures on the creep Cause in the end we all six feet deep Meanwhile I'll be immortalized on the six feet Flashbacks to having visions way back in G-burg Every single one of my homies and me were Plotting how to get about it, making hip hop get about it Younger with a dream but nobody gave a shit about it Ten years later pick up the pen write a hit about it And back then I thought I'd be defined by how good I rhymed Not like these rappers with shit flows but look good online Not made to feel bad for speaking bout this shit on my mind Or call the faggot a nigger, a cracker who wish he was blacker I wish I could face my homophobic racist attacker And smack the shit out of they ass as peaceful as possible It's highly improbable, it's stoppable but still Way too many people fear how I feel That's on the real, on the real, on the motherfucking real I get up when I'm down had enough, almost ground When shit rough I get tough and when I'm beating to the ground I get up, I get up, I get up, I get up, I get up When I'm down had enough, almost ground When shit rough I get tough and when I'm beating to the ground I get up, I get up, I get up, I get up, I get up Ay yo motherfucker Trump said that shit on my last album but you wasn't tapping it Fuck a mumble let's make America rap again Industry don't give a fuck about rapper what's happening Fuck a hype beast bitch now who's seeing me Nobody reports the music this shit is rap TMZ Nowadays everyone divided so I collided with headlines Preach that, go ahead boy now preach that Wash my hands of this negativity, word to three stacks So fresh, so clean, who the illest on the scene Wu-Tang get the cream, Sinatra gon' reign supreme Open your mental, get out your feelings like dental This shit is consequential, lightin' a fire to the game Can you rappers feel the flame? Now this shit won't be the same Fuck a rap beef, I promise I want all of y'all to prosper But deep down you know it's only gon' be one Mufasa I'm the king, fuck the bling but this might make you kiss the ring All these rappers I came up on, I surpassed, I know it's thing now Don't try to twist my words and turn that into some shit I love all you motherfuckers, just wanna hear you spit Drop my last shit, the whole wild world applauded it Game still ain't give me my credit so I'ma audit it I'm heartless like Kanye in 08, yeah that's where the know I D Now they all know who I be, I'm calling out Jay-Z To jump up on the track with me and smack the whole industry Show them what that real rap do, the ball's in your court, Hov I hope to hear from Guru