[Verse 1: Rowlan]
Hey
Remember back when I was friendly
When I thought I needed you
When I thirsted for some pussy
And let my ego drink it too
Like I was hungry for attention
Before my pen had caught the flu
When I still compared to peers
Now I could y’all by the few
Nobody coming up is coming up
With shit that impress me
No faces of these dead bodies
Really even upset me
See I import the beat to Logic
And let that shit decompress me
Type in Russ 17 download
Then come try to get me
Nobody on me
I'm my own
Alright
Nobody own me
I’m my own ceo
I might
Take a minute to fly home
And get some dome
On flight
Might order up some Patron
For my whole zone
So like
Hey you should really use your intuition
And you should know how big I’ll be
Go comment the date you heard this
And tell your people go and see
They got names moving records
But me I’ll make the culture shift
Built a brand of visionaries
And we see perfect through your shit


[Bridge]
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[Verse 2: Rowlan]
You ever question if I’m really the one
You ever look at Rowlan like damn what has Tommy become
You ever heard an artist this good from the place that I’m from
Wait, that's just rhetorical don’t make me poke fun
Said I’m the reason people searching my city
See there's a reason why I got all these fans wit me
See there’s an art to turning all of your four digits to seven
And anyone who wanna diss I’ll make some room up in heaven
I’m a trigger finger itchy
Happy homie holding mics
Miss me with that True Religion
Adidas and 90’s Nikes
I been fashion searching
Peeping watching shit change over night
So now its baggy Champs
And Always True, with rips to prove my stripes
Man I’m on
Feeling like man
Fuck how you all feel
I’m the truth
Here to stay for good
You should know the deal
Get it right
You don’t fuck with me
You just probably fake
I’m the one
All these number two’s
Tryna fill my space
You don’t fuck with me
You just probably fake
I’m the one
All number two’s
Tryna fill my space

[Outro]
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