text: Thank you
  Thank you for comin out tonight
  Ladies and gentlemen
  I am the president of Dirty Money Records
  New York City
  Who you know fresher than Nick? Riddle me that
  Mami you itty bitty cant mirror me back
  Everybody gon see where Im lyrically at
  Used to hate Nicki, now they givin me dap
  I live and I learn, but I wait my turn
  Im always on the run, got weight to burn
  Ease off the gas, then I make a turn
  Three off the pass, they dont play like her
  Why I cant just be ill?
  Why when they see me, bitches gotta to go Ew?
  Why my lil nigga, still gotta sell krills?
  Why Im this hot and still didnt get a deal?
  The rain and the pain, I done paid my dues
  Im ready for the game, I done laced my shoes
  Everything I say believe Im gon do
  Came out the coop, Petite Vuitton boots
  Can I get an encore I know you want more
  I know you sick of all them girls, they such a bore
  But its my time I need yall to roar
  Its my time I need yall to roar
  After me, there shall be no more
  Its my time I need yall to roar
  Look what you made me do, look what I made for you
  Know when I paid my dues, that I would aim for you
  Straight from the streets of Queens and yet it seems
  The only thing they know, is that I push a beam
  All they sees a pretty face, how I ride the base
  So I put my hoodie down just to hide my face
  They dont see the tears I cry, the fears I hide
  Tend to keep my cares inside, its merely pride
  Like my grandmother, I wonder if she next to pop
  Said the next time I seen her she would be in a box
  Damn she was right, she was dead right
  How was I to know, that would be her last night?
  If I could turn back the time
  Dear God, somehow could you press rewind?
  Wont come when I call, but He just in time
  So I come when He call, like Im next in line
  When you got something good why the Devil gotta ruin it?
  Guess she never know, I be the best bitch doing it
  Tired of being what you want me to be
  Feeling so faithless, lost under the surface
  Dont know what youre expecting of me
  Put under the pressure of walking in your shoes
  Every step that I take is another mistake to you
  And every second I waste is more than I can take
  Ive become so numb I cant feel you there
  Become so tired so much more aware
  Im becoming this all I want to do
  Is be more like me and be less like you
  Ive become so numb
  Can I get an encore
  I know you want more
  But its my time I need yall to roar
  Its my time I need yall to roar