(Hook)
Think about you and my heart just dies
Sometimes I can't even lie
Sometimes you're on my mind
My thoughts are in decline (x2)

(Chorus)
I feel like '03 Kanye
I'm up, making beats all day
I'm just grinding, tryna pave a way
Get Ws like my last name
Got me stressed, that's a damn shame
In Urbana drinking Champagne
Feel myself going insane
In my feelings, getting beats made

Had to do it, yeah I had to spazz
I don't really like to boast and brag
But they really tried to play me
Like this shit wouldn't ever last

Now they see her face on the apps
Putting myself on the map
But if I get famous, she will too
I don't know what to think of that
Got my reasons
Fuck it
Imma turn up
While my city's beaming
They know it's my season
I'm attacking
You ain't got no defense

I was born in the 2 triple O
I've been waiting, now it's my time to go
First things first, I'm bouta glo
After my album drops, then imma blow