They falling off of the cliff
I got drive I could offer a lift
Fuck it... Better call for a lyft

I won't let these n***as breathe until they tell me I'm the best
I made black boy joy you can't tell me nothing less

Now a n***a winnin
I was telling yal to bet
I don't wear the tight jeans
They don't tell me how to dress

They just tell me where to sign
And I go and cash the check
OK that was I lie
But fuck it I'm tryna flex

I'm the voice of the north
Bitch I'm running with the torch
N***as is u sane
Tryna run against a horse

I let nature play it's course
I don't need a catchy chorus
You can keep me separated
I don't need a damn divorce
I don't need yo damn support
I be fine on my own
Got about 1,000 people know the lines to my songs

And that's just the start n***a
I'm just shedding light on being a dark n***a
Welcome to college park n***a



What goes up must come down
I know this
What you put out
Will come round