Intro

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*Mansion (feat. Fleurie)*

**Intro** is NF's first track off of the album Mansion.

## Audio

* YouTube (music video)
* Spotify

## Lyrics

**[Verse]**

I'm lookin' like I'm gonna get it, you prolly don't get it

I come in your house with a microphone

Lookin' like I'm 'bout to set up a show in your kitchen

I'm out of my mind, but I feel like I'm in it

If I never make it, don't make any difference

I'm still gonna kill it, you know what the deal is

Ain't never no chillin' when I'm in the buildin'

NF is a monster, I am a villain

My music is sick, and you don't know what ill is

You better get back, I don't write any filler

I write what I feel and I'm feelin' a million

So you better shh, be quiet, you hear it?

I'm 'bout to lose it

I'm on a whole different level of music

Don't treat me like I have no clue how to do this

You better rethink what you're thinkin' and move it

Now picture me writin' when I was a kid

Tryna make it in music, I think it is crazy

I spent all my money on studio time

Tryna get on my music so people could play it

I'ma keep it one hundred, my music was terrible

Learned to get better the more that I made it

Go back to my Moments album, most of you people

You prolly don't know what I'm sayin', hold up

What you're witnessin' now? Don't try to figure me out

I grab on that microphone, jawin' the crowd

They was laughin' at me, who they laughin' at now, huh?

I laugh at myself, some people they lookin' like, "Wow

The moment you told me that you was a rapper

I couldn't believe it," you believe it now?

Step in the booth and I murder it

You never heard of a rapper that kill it like I do

I sleep on the couch in the studio

Stay up till three in the morning, and write till I get more

The moment I wake up I feel like I don't even sleep

And I'm ready to put out my record

Which, thank you for buyin', maybe you burned it

But either way, I'm gonna wreck it

I look at the industry, look what it did to me

You'll never make it if you never grind

You put a whole lot of money into it

You better be ready to give it your time

I look at the past awful years of my life

And I promise you I have been givin' it mine

Try to keep up with this, I'm not a puppet

No string on my back, I'm one of a kind

Music is changing, no way to tame this

I am an artist, look what I painted

Hang up the caution tape, I'm dangerous

Does anyone know where my brain is?

Rappers are comfortable knowin' they're famous

But I, really don't care what your name is

And I, really don't care if I'm nameless

Y'all just drivin' around, I know where my lane is

Cocky? Nah, I'm competitive

This is a job for me, it's adrenaline

Don't try to box me in, I am Mayweather

I come in the ring, my punches are way better

I never drink, but I live in these bars

The moment you blink is the moment you lost

Say you a king, who put you in charge?

Don't care what you think, I'll break in your car

Climb on the top of it, sound the alarm

And wake up the neighborhood, rap in your yard

And carry the speakers on both of my arms

Till you keep sleepin' on me, I'm at large

Enough with the jokes, I ain't jokin'

You come in a session with me, I'ma show you what dope is

And when I say dope, I ain't talkin' 'bout smokin'

I'm talkin' 'bout music that has an emotion

I look at this mic, it's part of my family

Take it away, I'm comin' to find you

I've been through a lot in my life

And it's hard to get people to listen when no one's behind you

And then Capitol came in the picture and gave me a shot

And look at it now

I look at the team I'm dealin' with, agh

These people ain't playin' around

Lookin' back, I gotta laugh

I was in a whole different place a year ago

I look at the math, I look at the map

And thank you God, I swear it's a miracle

And I'm sorry, but I gotta leave

But, man, this track was beautiful

The least I can do if I murder a beat

Is take the time to go to its funeral, haha