[Intro: Landon Cube]
I showed up to the spot
(Hahaha, Nick, you're stupid)

[Chorus: Landon Cube & Lil Skies]
I just got the bag before I showed up to the spot
Pull up with like 30, I look like I'm selling rock
Do my brother something, I know he been down a lot
Yeah, I could give a fuck about a name
'Cause I had way more luck before the fame
Please don't talk to me like it's a game
It can really, really get insane
Make 'em disappear like David Blaine (Ayy, ayy, ayy)

[Verse 1: Lil Skies]
Told my brother that I'm riding, ain't no question that I'm steppin'
We done been through ups and downs but I still learn from every lesson
Had to see it when they did it, talkin' really manifesting
I don't hang around no lames, it's only real ones in my section (Yeah, yeah)
So let them talk down, it's okay
I really put food in your plate
For you to throw it back in my face
All this stress, I'm going insane
All these crazy thoughts in my brain
Lately I've been going through changes
Seems like I can feel no more pain
I pour good drink in my cup
Roll up good za in my blunt
Put my life in all of these songs
Walk on stage, people sing along
On a tight rope, pray I never fall
With my brothers, we gonna all ball
Runnin' this money, dodgin' the law
When you down bad, who you gon' call?
[Bridge: Lil Skies]
I just got a bag before I pulled up to the spot
Don't tell me you got me when we know that you do not
You should have stayed loyal but you sat back and just plot
I guess that's just the way of the game

[Chorus: Landon Cube & Lil Skies]
I just got the bag before I showed up to the spot
Pull up with like 30, I look like I'm selling rock
Do my brother something, I know he been down a lot
Yeah, I could give a fuck about a name
'Cause I had way more luck before the fame
Please don't talk to me like it's a game
It can really, really get insane
Make 'em disappear like David Blaine (Ayy, ayy)

[Verse 2: Lil Skies]
I make time for everybody, need some time to myself
I've been running from your love, I think I needed your help
I ain't worried 'bout the fame 'cause that shit comes and it goes
Friends turnin' into foes, life of a dark rose
On a road with my brother, getting back to the bag
I ain't worried 'bout the past, now I'm up, make it last
Hundreds of thousands in my bank, remember being down bad
I just sit back and I think sometimes this shit makes me sad
They don't know what I'm going through, I put it in my writtens
I catch myself giving advice but hard for me to listen
Speaking from the soul, some people telling me I'm trippin'
Me and Landon on the beat, like Michael Jordan, Scotty Pippen
[Chorus: Landon Cube]
I just got the bag before I showed up to the spot
Pull up with like 30, I look like I'm selling rock
Do my brother something, I know he been down a lot
Yeah, I could give a fuck about a name
'Cause I had way more luck before the fame
Please don't talk to me like it's a game
It can really, really get insane
Make 'em disappear like David Blaine

[Outro: Lil Skies]
Yeah, uh-huh
Yeah, yeah, uh-huh