Jury

[Intro] Let's go Yeah haha [Verse] Oh they tell me "Becky, Becky, you better hurry" The public out here waiting for records like they're the jury Okay, I'm bout to drop it, drop it If you don't like it you can hate it But nobody's been more patient than me, so now I'm done waiting I'm taking the fate of my own into my own hands Started rapping on Otis and now I'm noticing fans Telling me that they love it, love it, they want more of it Dropping a fat beat and I'm putting vocals above it No this isn't the mixtape, no this isn't the album This is just something to show people I'm about it No this isn't the single I just went and I leaked it I just want you to go and tell your peoples to beep it Now I'm sleeping on planes more than I'm sleeping at home Trying to remember what it's like to be alone And all I wanna do is meet up with every fan And tell them to they face how thankful for them I am With that I am still struggling I ain't saying I'm balling but I'm bumping in the studio Cooking, preheat the oven cause I'm coming I'm running, I'm staying hungry like I ain't eaten in hours Got these people singing in they showers All I'm doing is working, signing my name in cursive Walking through Inglewood pulling verses out my purses Hot as my momma is, short as the comma is Making my name known just like Obama did Started with 2 fans, I'm up in these news stands Tripping off how I'm getting free sneakers from shoe brands People just want to hate, isn't that so funny So much time spent doing something for no money