I used to tell my mama I'm gon' be a fuckin' star

I used to post up on my flicks rockin' Bapestas

I used to listen to these beats in my granny car

Now they take a couple bands, turn you to an artist

Please don't flex up on the Gram, you ain't livin' large

Brodie pulled a"would you rather" told him"I would rather lie"

Walkin' out Balenci, spent ten, I'm a retard

I can't even lie, it's worth it, I got a purpose

Asked me"Do you trust your people?" I said that I'm certain

She tryna take me to her room, I told her"Close the curtains"

Mall shopping gone wrong, I bought the whole surface

Dream girl into a fan, now I make her nervous

I'm in Turkey with some miles, tryna shake it up

Told that bitch, back it up, she can cake it up

Fuck you mean I'm not the same? I got my smile up

Toast for the kid, 'cause he did it, yeah

Yeah, bow

Back up on the lyrics, you need backup

Two 28s up on my wrist, I'm finna smack up

Bitch talkin' bad, like I don't even understand her

Bitch talkin' bad, like I don't even understand her

Well, I'm mature now

Tony pulled up with two sticks, now he pullin' out

I spent twenty on these kicks, I can't ball out

It's a ride in my mind, it's a coaster

Me and bae talkin, can we have a moment?

Asked around, talk of town, you the hoe here

Diamonds flooded, I think I can fill a pool

D- D- Diamonds flooded, I think I can fill a pool now

I used to tell my mama I'm gon' be a fuckin' star

I used to post up on my flicks rockin' Bapestas

I used to listen to these beats in my granny's car

Now they take a couple bands, turn you to an artist

Please don't flex up on the Gram, you ain't livin' large

Brodie pulled a"would you rather" told him I would rather lie

Walkin' out Balenci, spent ten, I'm a retard

I can't even lie, it's worth it, I got a purpose

Stop this

Please don't talk to me, I'm on some violence

Rollies, 808s and hoes on some thot shit

How the fuck he went to medicine and now he drop shit?

My brother from the 34, he think he international

I pulled up rationing, now all these kids think I'm irrational

I woke up with the money next to me, I think we one-nightin

That boy live in Selfridges, I think he shortsighted

One, two, I pull up

That boy made a song and be like"Yeah" like boy shut up

He was sayin' fuck the street, he thinkin' that he Duwap

Bitch talkin' bad, like I don't even understand her

I say, bitches talkin' bad if they lookin' bad

Walk up in the fuckin' store, I bought another pair

Racks up, dance on this hoe, she movin' bad

Racks up, dance on her so she move bad

Big boy, don't talk about my boy

I be walkin, destroy

All my bitches decoys, yeah

Racks up, fit up, Rick Owens

All my bitches really steppin, destroy, decoy 'em

Stop this

I got used to all the haters

Sixty thousand fuckin' rappers on the same-ass medications

Not convinced that there's a fallin' and I'll tell you 'bout it later

If I made a hit right now, would you be sayin' you my day one?

Would you say you got it started?

Say it where your heart at

Would you say you got it started?

Say it where your heart at

Mama tell me"Boy, you doin' way too much"

I thought I lost you when you got your diamonds up

Said I'm sorry but I like havin' my trouble up

Now, H, I give my sorry for this shit

You were way too fuckin' young when I put you up for this shit

The girls and money came, but what you makin' out of it?

The last two years was tough, but I'm back reportin' it

It's easy