Said what its like, like, like yea

Said what it's like to be that **** yea

Name getting bigger I ain't never sold no roc

But shit I'm feeling like I'm jigga shit I'm feeling like I'm hov

Still hitting hoes from my code in the Ville **** still catching toe

Tags, still in my bag

Reminiscing on them times when I was stuck up in them class

Rooms, uh time coming soon **** shooting for the stars

Well me, I'm aiming for the moon

Yeah, that's word to the big woo RIP to pop if I cop it ain't no rental

I ain't gotta jot this just off the top of my mental

Been feeling like a higher power live inside my pencil

Evidential with every word I speak ain't in my peak

Word to widow, prolly knocking Willow Smith and Wesson

Shit I keep it under my pillow, cuz I ain't really tryna be a widow

I aint really tryna die young know its power in the tongue

Ima hero unsung the pendulum really swung the day that I demanded it too

Hit the booth like I'm Clark Kent Fari just superman with a dark tent

Narcissistic attitude on the low because a **** always knew that I would blow

Uh, pause I'm the cause and effect

Rookie and the vet

Bet I run the fucking game without breaking a fucking sweat

Said what it's like to be that **** uh

Name getting bigger I ain't never sold no rock

But shit I'm feeling like I'm jigga shit I'm feeling like I'm hov

Still hitting hoes from my code in the Ville **** still catching toe

Tags, still in my bag

Reminiscing on them times when I was stuck up in them class

Rooms, uh time coming soon **** shooting for the stars

Well me, I'm aiming for the moon

Misunderstood but still overstanding my power

Treating time so precious get better with every hour

Get better with every second

Still dressing like I'm in GQ magazine loaded with clips that'll leave you see through

Just be you like two letters

Fari the new ruler bitch I'm bringing in new measures

A new sweater from golden goose and shit I rock it like a flintstone

Heart dark as ever resemblant of my skin tone

Flip phone flows I'm making **** dial in

Money steady piling remember I couldn't scrape up

A dollar just to cover my face I couldn't make up

These stories that I'm telling go get your cake up

This shit a layup and I can finish with the left or the right

An overnight sensation not Fari this **** patient

And far from being complacent a **** just tryna make it

That money know ima take it for real