22, I'm stuck inside the singin' view
I put the lights up
Tryna make it feel like somethin' new
Mix it right up
Then I'm bouncin' back to make a move
I came to fuck it up, but I still feel like I'm outta tune
I wonder what the hell I need to change shit
Stories I could tell to make my name fit
I'm reppin' penbells to make my game fit
And yet I'm chasin' tail with fakes, who ain't shit
(Who ain't shit)
Budget growin', locked and loaded
Label callin'? Never noticed
Fable stallin', it's been noted
Money eatin', never bloated
I could make a hit, reload it
Every piece I made, I wrote it
Took a while to finally know this
Everything is mine through focus
And I don't want the fame, I want the leverage
Up inside the Sand City, shit a hidden village
I'm Curry in the finals, your demeanor say a scrimmage
I see yo' ass idol while I'm back here watchin' footage
I came out as a rookie, but my flow is purely vintage
I'll fuck the industry and tell 'em all to pay me homage
I damage every track, I'm stackin' but they don't acknowledge
We're makin' major history but I ain't finish college
Yeah, 23 racks in, but that's before the taxin'
Toe to toe with Obito, these rappers always maskin'
24, I'm on the road, I book a show, I'm stackin'
I'ma get my cash in before the numbers back in
(Back, back, back in)
('Fore the numbers, 'fore the numbers)
('Fore the numbers back in)
(Back, back, back in)
I'ma get my cash in before the numbers back in (yeah, yeah)
Now's about the time that I put my life for it
Tired of fuckin' round, so I need to fight for it
I've been underground but I got my sights for it
Yeah, you got the crown but I got the right for it
I'ma lay it down, so I spent the night for it
I've been in the town where they got no light for it
Family money drowned but I'm never tight for it
I've been feelin' bound but I know I'm right for it
(Back, back, back in)
('Fore the numbers, 'fore the numbers)
('Fore the numbers back in)
(Back, back, back in)
(I'ma get my cash in before the numbers back in)