Back in my bag like...
I been down since last night
Why they tryna bring bad vibes
Nah, Nah, Nah
Back in my bag like...
I been down since last night
Why they tryna bring bad vibes

Everything feels all right when I hang up with the left hand
Woke up feeling mad blessed cause the bank account had 10 bands
Bouta go get a new tux and a haircut like a best man
Take the uber to 9th ave then walk straight into Def Jam
Give the tape to the front desk then walk out like it’s mad nice
Hit the streets gotta grind hard like Tony Hawk on a halfpipe
Can’t stop, can’t slow down, gotta speed up if the traffic bad
You know, Pluto, in a juno, never in a taxi cab
Move forward never back it up
If it’s paper gotta rack it up
Spend smart gotta stack it up
Make deposits and add it up
Move lowkey never speak aloud
Now every night they see me eating out
They would laugh hard when they see me down
They would dub me but they feenin’ now
Think it’s funny how things change tho
I remember when I couldn’t change clothes
Never switched still on the same code
Now they praying on me that I stay low
Cause they see that I’m an angel
And they don’t want me with a halo
I remember when I couldn’t rap, now it’s too easy to go and change flows like
I see, I be, in clubs with no ID
My heart cold, therefore icy, my touch poison like ivy
Don’t try me, I’m too crafty like Kyrie
I’m generous, no Jenner like Kylie... Wait
Thinking I’m... Tweaking
Losing myself... Over thinking
I was rich... I was floating but
Now I’m losing my wealth... I'm sinking
I’m locked in... Like it’s game time
I’m focused... Off the baseline
I just spit two flows at the same time...
I was running over rooftops while my close friends smoked the moon rocks
Tape coming soon gotta play it out a juke box, sippin on a juice box
On the road to success gotta make a few stops
If you mess with my circle, then you’ll take the L like the shape of tube sock
Now it’s time to stack the wins up
My head never down, yeah I gotta keep my chin up
I stay woke, no I’m never sleep, I was born ready so I been up
Don’t sleep on me, cause I could start spazzin' on beats straight out of the blue
I’m on a whole different wave man I’m bumpin' Lil Yachty while rowing a canoe
I’m chefin' up in the stu, ÂVXP on production
The homie be pushing out bangers like nothing, that boy the GOAT no discussion
Used to transfer at the Junction, now every night I'm at a function
I put in work off the clock so when I start a shift at my job I don’t punch in
They hate on me cause I’m buzzin', I’m fly like a insect
People can’t read me, they search in the back to see where I’m at like a index
When I’m off my socials the homies come thru to my crib to make sure I’m not down
Cause I run the block when I post, man the hood make me feel like Karl-Anthony Towns