Yeah

Haha, Goose, ****, haha, yeah

I'm here, man (How many times I gotta tell you ****?)

(These **** can't fuck with me, man) FBG, ****

You know what it is (I ain't going no-fucking-where, ****)

ByTheWay, **** (And I mean that), yeah

Over and over and over again (Check my style, ****)

Look (I keep telling these ****, man)

Back for the first time with a new invention

Puttin' rank on my name, plus a chain and it came with a higher pension

My mind relentless, I desire digits (I need mine)

For all the times that I couldn't provide, I decided to fix it (Fixed that)

No more seein' my baby starve, this a different fight (They hungry)

You pay attention, I could help your life (I'm hungry too)

And when it's on, ain't no stand there, ****, you better help and fight

No cuttin' corners, my ****, you gotta earn your stripes (Gotta earn that)

Reserve a mic when I burn the light (Yeah)

Don't touch the weed if you can't roll it right, these bitches know me right

It's ByTheWay now, I kept an empty shelf, we buy the case now

Fuck what you talkin' if you ain't tryna pay now (I need that)

Why would I wait now (Wait now) when time is so precious?

Put your mind on your designer t-shirt and boost the rate at which you sellin' it (Bah, bah)

Can't get comfortable, that's why I ain't settlin' (You know?)

I'm ahead of you ****, had to realize I was better than **** (I got this)

Food for thought, see the table full, we eatin' over here (Yeah)

May Block, where them goons stay schemin' over there (May Block, ****)

Ain't no reason over there, might as well hold your breath (They know that)

Pin them bitches to the mat, ain't no need for a ref (Fuck a ref)

See what I left? A mess on your dash (Blood)

Bullet left his skull, so he was gone before he crashed, **** (Dead already)

Haha (Yeah)

He was gone before he crashed, okay, I'm back on my shit (You see me)

See, it's cool, they ain't put me on lists (I'm him)

I been the illest way before I'm proclaimin' this shit (I been that ****)

We stainin' bitch-ass rappers, that's an easy target (Uh-huh)

Sell his body on the black market (Damn)

Talk migos, but the cash offset, I gotta flash often (I need it)

Talkin' numbers like the stock, 'bout to crash off this

Fortune 500 what I'm thinkin' now

You was tough in them comments, ****, what you thinkin' now? Haha

The sun don't shine on my hood where I come from (Yo, fuck 'em all, bitch, hahaha)

Don't be a stain where I come from (Yeah, By The Way, ****, yeah)

The sun don't shine on my hood where I come from

Don't be a stain where I come from

The sun don't shine on my hood where I come from

Don't be a stain where I come from

The sun don't shine on my hood where I come from

Don't be a stain where I come from, from

Straight out that May Block concrete grew a rose

Too real, story can't be fully told in studios

It's so deep, shit could make a young **** lose his soul

His mind was too exposed to violent crimes and funerals

Movin' whole units, I ain't even have to use the bowl (Uh-uh)

Shit was ugly, now my life is beautiful as Rubi Rose (Hahaha)

Truth be told, shit is crucial not to lose control

'Cause I will use this pole, leave the back of your head with two, three holes (Pah-pah-pah-pah-pah)

Ayo, this shit is on cruise control (Huh?)

Thirty shot on the seat of that two-seater coupe I drove (Talk to 'em)

Glass of vino wash down the branzino ('Kay)

Napkin tucked in my shirt like I'm a Gambino (Woo)

On a super yacht, docked in Portofino (Uh-huh)

And still can get you dropped for a quarter kilo (Pah-pah-pah)

Gang, you know my shit is pain

I ain't in it for the fame, we the realest in the game, like (Talk, talk)

From robbin' weed spots, sellin' nickels in the rain (Huh?)

Turn a **** to a stain and I didn't feel ashamed (Yeah)

Me and Goose was in that attic, freestylin' off the brain

454 Fargo Street, look how far we came, **** (Look how far we came, ****)

The sun don't shine on my hood where I come from

Don't be a stain where I come from

The sun don't shine on my hood where I come from

Don't be a stain where I come from

The sun don't shine on my hood where I come from

Don't be a stain where I come from

The sun don't shine on my hood where I come from

Don't be a stain where I come from, from

That's when we lived on the Westside

Used to call the attic the "chattic," haha

But nah, you know, we used to be up there

Writin' all the time and he just told me

"Shit, you know, I know you be thinkin' shit

Shit, write it"

And I just wrote

And I had like, I think it was like eight bars or some shit

And he's like, "Nah, shit, nah, bro

You could really rap, bruh, if you take it serious"

I-I swear I could say he was impressed a little bit, but

Now he know

For real, for real