Jury lyrics

Oh they tell me, "Becky, Becky you better hurry.

"The public out here waiting for records like they 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 through 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

Know this isn't the mixtape, know this isn't the album

This is just something to show you people I'm about it

No this isn't the single

I just went and I nicked it

I just want you to go and tell your people 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 their face

How they put it in my hand

With that all, I'm still struggling

I ain't saying I'm balling

But I'm bubbling in the studio

Cook and 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 their showers

All I'm doing is working

Signing my name in cursive

Walking through Inglewood

Pulling verses out of my purses

Hot as my mama is

Short as a comma is

Making my name known

Just like Obama did

Started with two fans

I'm up in these news stands

Tripping off how I'm getting free sneakers from shoe brands

People still wanna hate

Isn't that so funny?

So much time spent

Doing something for no money