[Chorus: Frugas]
Nobody believed us
When we said we gon' be on top
Nobody's ideas
But me and Simpson's, We made it up
Nobody's intrigued
Don't wait till we get out of BR
Nobody believed us
But trust me by now you should know who we are

[Verse 1: Simpson]
Quit trippin', Bitch call ya boy Young Simpson
Not a hot boy, but I'm sizzlin'
World’s a Shark tank and I’m swimmin’
Understand I’m makin a difference
Pray it’s not too late for you to listen
I know it’s not too late for recognition
Tell the competition it’s finished
Silly bitches try and pick at the game
This ain't a piccadilly hoe, I’m in a whole other lane
You try and take all the fame
Im tryna make up a name
You other Soundcloud rappers sound exactly the same
Sick of all you copycat rappers, fake trappers
Hate you more than a white girl wearing thrasher
When I started rapping, my stomach got fatter, fatter
(FA-FA-FA) Fatter
[Chorus: Frugas]
Nobody believed us
When we said we gon' be on top
Nobody's ideas
But me and Simpson's, We made it up
Nobody's intrigued
Don't wait till we get out of BR
Nobody believed us
But trust me by now you should know who we are

[Verse 2: Frugas]
We had to work hard
Long nights, no mic, just straight bars
No one believed it
I had a vision to make the beats, Now im seeing it
So trust me now when I say I’m grindin, I mean it
Never cared what anyone thought
Do what I can to get the respect that I want
Hard to get what you want
When the people around you don’t believe in the dream
I do it without them
I’ll do it now, I’ll do it loud
I remembered how you never fuck with us now
I got a vow, I’m finna plow
The rap game, Momma look at me now!
Hey, I'm telling you posers its all done
Dont grab a mic, its not what the rap game wants
Listen, dont try to get it after this one
'Cuz we got 22, fuck 21
[Chorus: Frugas]
Nobody believed us
When we said we gon' be on top
Nobody's ideas
But me and Simpson's, We made it up
Nobody's intrigued
Don't wait till we get out of BR
Nobody believed us
But trust me by now you should know who we are

[Verse 3: Young 22]
I pray for all the nights I was down
Had I been through it all
Seen a couple friend changed up on me
I knew they wasn't real, wasn't real at all
Gotta stick to the script, gotta stick to the plan
Gotta stick to the basics
Grindin’ hard for what I want
No other way, I really can't explain it
I just wanna be at the top
Looking back down at the bottom
Like God, thank you for blessin
Me and my n***as, we made it out
Dont know where I came from
I really came from the struggle
Me and my n***as had to get it and grind
Head above
[Chorus: Frugas]
Nobody believed us
When we said we gon' be on top
Nobody's ideas
But me and Simpson's, We made it up
Nobody's intrigued
Don't wait till we get out of BR
Nobody believed us
But trust me by now, you should know who we are

[Repeat Chorus]

[End]