[Chorus 1: 2 Mello]
Don't you know my name?
Don't you know my name?
(Don't you know)
Don't you know my name?
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Don't you know my name?
(Goin' in)
Don't you know my name?
(Goin' in)
Don't you know?
(Goin' in)
Don't you know my name?
(Goin' in, goin' in, goin' in)
Ah, ah, ah, ah

[Verse 1: 2 Mello & Million Sunday]
Yeah, I'm goin' in, rainbow goblin, noun dancin'
I don't use a pen, I'm just typin' in, mind expansion
Kick is sticky like a fly trap, no lie, rappin'
As a rule, one tool that defines what happens
I got breaks on the brain, kaiju on the telly
Link on the chain, chicky in my belly, shelter from the rain
Coffee caffin' me up, creatures dappin' me up
If life is scrappin' me up, then M is backin' me up
(Right, right)
[Verse 2: 2 Mello]
Okay, I'm goin' in deeper
Concentrate on my voice, my choice on a verbal convoy
Make noise at a prеmium, awful insurance
Okay, endurance, that that'll see mе in
2004, I was scrubbin' it up
Now in 24, y'all lovin' me up
I see how it is, you like mature artists
Not just that, I try the hardest
Sweet like candy, you can't stand me
Everywhere you go, I can be
Set the flow up, so uncanny
Speedy tongue is hella handy
I'm goin' in, like your chip card
Buy our album, rep it so hard
We know y'all gotta grab it
Push it, play it, automatic

[Chorus 2: 2 Mello & Million Sunday]
Mello and Million, yeah, we stay flop free
If it ain't goin in, then motherfuck it ain't me
Had this style all the while, tell me who you wanna be
Gone and paid all the dues, now I play for a fee
Yeah, we're Mello and Million and we stay flop free
If it ain't goin in, then motherfuck it ain't me
Had this style all the while, tell me who you wanna be
Gone and paid all the dues, now I play for a fee
[Chorus 1: 2 Mello]
Don't you know my name?
Don't you know my name?
Don't you know my name?
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Don't you know my name?
Don't you know my name?
Don't you know my name?
Ah, ah, ah–

[Verse 3: 2 Mello]
You'll never catch me running out of ink on a master plan
Mostly Mello, gunning for a drink and a paper fan
Moistly bellow "motto biru kudasai", I make a messy model
Stay tinkering with tricks, like a passive income TikTok grift
Whether vertical or any other feature
I strive to bring the past back, and school it on the bleachers
A real Renaissance kid, don't leave nothin' untried
You, I size up, I wise up and rarely break my stride
I take your temp, I pump it up, I shake the systematic
Sample addict, tuckin' lil scraps under paper raps
On this earth, I work my plan, worship the B-E-A-T
Teenage little Mello man, I still do what you wanna see
I used to rock shows to no one but the other bands
On the bill, but goin' in still, so they clap their hands
No one's round to listen I'm still pushin fuckin' trees down
I bleed notes, I breathe riffs, I breed hits and seek sound
[Chorus 2: 2 Mello & Million Sunday]
Mello and Million, yeah, we stay flop free
If it ain't goin' in, then motherfuck it ain't me
Had this style all the while, tell me who you wanna be
Gone and paid all the dues, now I play for a fee
Yeah, we're Mello and Million, and we stay flop free
If it ain't goin in, then motherfuck it ain't me
Had this style all the while, tell me who you wanna be
Gone and paid all the dues, now I play for a fee
(M, hit it)

[Instrumental Breakdown]

[Outro: 2 Mello]
What does it mean to seek sound?
Like, what does it mean to me?
It means constantly opening yourself up to new things
Like listening to as much music as you can
Until you find that song
And you'll know when you found 'that' one, and you think:
"Oh my God, if I can't make something that makes people feel like that
In the time I have here, I'll be absolutely livid
How can I live with myself?"
And you hold onto that feeling, and you don't let it go
And you put some music in your hands, and just keep working till it's done
And then find the next one, baby