I was on the block counting bands
nigga touch me break his hands
Niggas talking on the Gram, but in person he a fan
CTB, that's the brand
This was all part of a plan
Shout out Hunna that's my mans, that's where all this shit began, I swear
Nigga we was just like ten I swear Making music in your room, GarageBand I swear
Never then, did I think that we'd be standing here
We drop music niggas tune in, it's a fan affair
Like yo Z, Nana Jack, man she heard our prayers
The reason that she left us cuz she knew that we were prepared
Prepared to change our lanes, prepared to change the game
Prepared to show the world what comes wit having our last name
We was meant to break to this curse, through the pain and the hurt
Now new Patek on my wrist, and it's named Lil Uzi Vert.
I fly with them eagles so they know that Jalen hurts
Every word I spit is gospel, I'm a walking bible verse, nigga
We just keep it cordial, but they hear us when we flex
And we done, ran the game so long that, that shit hurtin' when we stretch
Niggas always talking guns, but I had flames before the Techs
Though I'm talking bout a verse, you should still go get a vest
For the head and not the chest
I always been, I always kept
Almost certain that I'm next
I love my life with no regrets
Always trippin' when I sweat
Overthinking, I need rest
So I lay there in my bed and I stay stuck in my head
Like
I hear all the talking, but that will never faze a nigga
You think shit a game but, really shouldn't play wit niggas
You shouldn't play
I cannot wait, til we see the day
Me and Jay in Wraith, we in a rocket going outer space
(These niggas be fake)
(I can't really stand the hate)
(These niggas be fake)
(I can't really stand the hate)