[Intro]
Okay young Chu done grew up
Half of the city like who us
Freesole like 20 deep, but back then was like two of us
Now it's gang gang on your timeline
On your timeline

[Verse 1: Chulo]
Okay young Chu done grew up
Half of the city like who us
Freesole like 20 deep
But back then was like two of us
Now it's gang gang on your timeline
Had to climb in you tour bus, with you fan base
Your card decline, the cop call the line they ain't know who it was
(Gah Damn) can't move us
After party whipping out Bacardi
I ain't thinking bout bird but shout out Jahari
Yeah shoutout Woo Bosco ole Rastafari
That's bro nem, you gone know him
I put that shit on sole nem
We in this bitch alone dog like Macaulay Culkin
Okay Back then they didn't want me
Now look they hitting on me
Baby know that I'm finna blow and that's word to my big homies
Hey ya know the birds like who knew
Hyde Park shoutout to my n***a U2
Y'all remember when y'all heard Chance say that shit on Juke Juke
Can’t nobody do it like Chu do, owe
[Hook: Chulo]
I tried to keep it
100 and they told my ass to beat it
They was tweaking
But if they show true colors best believe it
I had a problems
I had doubters, I had haters
Fuck it I still got em
I tell them the hoes I see you later
How come back then they didn't want me
Back then they didn't want me
Back then they didn't want me
Back then they didn't want me
Now look n***a, now look n***a

[Verse 2: Mfn Melo]
Yeah
You know I run the show, I produce the vision on sight
That’s right
Gun hole, how I steady shoot on PIVOT with Mikes
For life
Your chick wanna hang cause I’m cooler than you
That’s life (sheeersh)
Double O seven, so you the missions ain’t slight
Got savage bonds, golden eye, and damaged lungs
Rolling five, for your entertainment, here that hammer come
Too legit, you too fool to quit
My crew Uber lit
That’s Christmas time, celebrate to God praise to getting mine
Go get you some
Adding up, but you see the difference huh
Lump sum, long division, n***a we gone split and run
Name ring bell like when dinner done
Dig a n***a with them figures, treat my n***as like they kin and nem
I’m who they want, they price the flow
Ask me for lying up on the low
I’m 281-330-8004
Yeah hit me up, won’t give a fuck
Just like you did way back when
Women just like money, I can’t keep them out my denim man
That’s life
[Verse 3: AKONIxx]
Hold up, Aye
Back then looking through the peephole
Kick the door open, fuck the G-Code
Anything to boost ya boy ego
I build you then I drop you like Neyo
This America, the land of the negro
If I see then I want it, Imma Debo
Imma fuck her then I snatch that free soul, n***a
Yo, rapping got easy you know how I do the shit
Move the bitch by word of mouth, on my Ludacris
Who is this? AK a dog how I chew the shit
Who’s is this? Chulo pass tree then I boof the shit
Freesole done linked up with OD, I’m knew to this
I don’t like n***as but these n***as check
Like this line too long, I’ll skate till the next round

[Hook: Chulo]
I tried to keep it
100 and they told my ass to beat it
They was tweaking
But if they show true colors best believe it
I had a problems
I had doubters, I had haters
Fuck it I still got em
I tell them the hoes I see you later
How come back then they didn't want me
Back then they didn't want me
Back then they didn't want me
Back then they didn't want me
Now look n***a, now look n***a
[Outro: Voicemail]
Yo Chulo, um where the fuck you been at n***a? N***a you need to hit me up! Like what the fuck. It’s been like three, two, I don’t know. But uh yeah I miss you n***a. We need to link up. We need to fucking, get to fucking work together. Cause it’s 2017 and we ain’t taking no for an answer