Triumphant (Collab)

I'm gonna blow up in the game all by my fucking self

I don't need mommy and daddies money, no designer belts

I'm coming from the bottom, like Kendrick and Weezy F

I started out with nothing, didn't have no eazy help.

Most of y'all have equipment cause your parents pay your rent

I have a 15 dollar mic, and I still kill, I'm heaven sent

I just keep grinding for this shit, don't know where my mind went

I almost gave up on this rap shit, but I got it back like lent

Got the homie in this bitch, he's been spittin for a minute

He said let's make a collab, I was down, cause we gone win it

Don't ever talk down on us, or I'll take your jaw and spin it

We'll be so damn famous, even our rear view mirrors gone be tinted

What you mean you don't know us? That's a cardinal sin

Is it a 2-3? a 3-2? Don't know what zone we be in.

All you should know is that we came from nothin like 50 cent

And that everytime we get a mic, we kill that shit again