Otis
Fifteen, nope, not yetI've been waiting for my time on deckTwo brothers, a little sisterI wish the money for my dad would come a little quickerMy daddy's working eighty hours a weekI love him more than I'm loving this beatWhat up, Kanye?I was signed once when I was in sixth gradeNow I'm spilling out my life on this mixtapeI rushed in, too anxiousIt weighed me down like two anchorsThe wrong label, the wrong timeFeeling like a prisoner for such a long timeI made music that I didn't love singingIt just wasn't me, look back, what was I thinking?I was just a kid, more than just a kid, I am stillSo many headaches, coulda signed a deal with that billSo I sat back, had to wait it outI kept writing until that old track faded outIt cost money that my family didn't haveI'm just keeping it real, I'll never lie to my fansAnd everybody makes mistakes, it's okayI was feeling like Beyonce with no JayLost, but I kept on practicingI kept rapping, even tried my hand at actressingAnd now I'm finally free, I can get to know the worldIt's Becky-Becky G, go and get to know the girlNo hook, saved that for the radioJam told me kill them on that beat, so away we goThirty bars, one takeTen hours in the studio, one breakI'm in work-mode, I got my life aheadWhen everybody went left, I went right insteadChange looks everyday like "so what?"Tell me what I can't do, I'm like "oh, hush!"In my first single, L.A. get it firstPower 106, did the verse without rehearse