[Intro: Alyssa Milano]
There you go again
Walking down that old familiar street
You walk like a conquering hero
With the world at your feet
(Do you think that I will) Do you think I'll be here (I'll be here) for you
Do you think that I'll be waiting for your lo-lo-lo-love?

[Chorus: A$AP Boli & Ghostface Killah]
I can no longer wrestle with this beast
Please, people, no more parties in NC, uh
I can not even bear to see
Please, people, no more parties in NC, uh
(Shake that body, party that bod-)
Please (Shake that body, party that bod-)
Please (Shake that body, party that body)

[Verse 1: A$AP Boli & Anonymity]
Now girl, think of what you're doing to me
You don't know that my dating game, you ruined for me
It was more than just noise for Young Boli, man
The girl caused him to take himself of Instagram
A young rapper with self-doubt and anxiety
He knows that his dreams will get him mocked by society
Well, Young Boli never worried 'bout not bein' popular
Until he wanted a girl and the fact he wasn't stopped her
Used to swim with her, on a swim team in elementary school
Now we're seniors, she don't remember I used to go to her pool
Man, are you listening? That was elementary, get a grip on reality
If you continue to let this hinder you, it'll stop you from rappers' salaries
'K Champ, I fully agree with your sentiment, it's changed my temperament, hardened my heart like wet cement
These parties ubiquitous to you, ridiculous for you, I think
That you should drop these stupid lames and get with me, I mean
I used to think that was the case back in junior year
Even changed my daily routine just to bend your ear
So you wanna divide my confidence and subtract your fear?
Yeah, that was your one equation: preserving your reputation
She said she come and take these hard classes to gain knowledge
I said "you can tell yourself that if it brings you solace"
We're dealin' with major thottin', don't kill the good playas' confidence
And don't let the bad ones kill yours as a consequence
You did kill mine, though, you did kill mine though
No she didn't, bro, you're more confident than ever now
I knew you didn't think back then that this is what you'd rap about
You used to want her back, and now you're done with that
If that's what confidence is, I'd say you got it back
What would life be if I partied
My friends and I, we hang out at our poker nights
Wonder who we would be if we partied 'till first light
But the opportunity, never presented itself to you and me
The tight community, the so-called populars seclude from me
The girls of this regime, they reject us 'cause propriety
DM Mykenna Jean, I'm forced to exercise my simpery
And why, Champ, how did this happen?
She said; "Boli, you look kinda soft to be a rapper"
I'd like to address all the girls who don't know who they're hooking:
Public Instagram is the best way to promote the looking
[Break: Anonymity]
Spare me, spare me
No more parties in NC
Please, people, no more parties in NC

[Verse 2: A$AP Boli]
Man, that was a complex flow
A special thanks to the Champ for helping me know
All that he's been through with the fake people who throw
Out all this hate while they party and drink and smoke
Not really giving any thought to what it might do, though
To our attempts to branch out and let our friend group grow, yeah
All my life, I've been idolizing rappers
And the life these people lead is similar to what happens
When the fame and the money manifests itself
Into a drugged-out rage that can depress the self, well
I don't think that I'm an expert
I don't know firsthand how the finesse works
But what I do understand is why their necks hurt
After cashing out on chains to grow their net worth
And please don't take this as a diss, I have invested time
I've put in work to try to be Young Thugger's bestest slime
I've wrote this verse hoping it'll match a Kendrick line
But hold the hearse, I won't leave before I get mine
I'm just a kid with teacher parents and somethin' to prove
I've got everything to win but a lot to-
All those people who party don't know hustle like I know it
Had to perfect my craft to make my rhymes potent
I'm not a street talker, and I don't claim to be
I've never stepped in a trap, or sold cocaine or seen
Anyone shot dead before my eyes
But I was still hoping I could hang with you guys
I'm over tryin' to fit in with this crowd
These people got big dreams, but not what I'm about
They want these high-paying jobs, so they can flaunt around
They want success through school, I want a different route
Who would've guessed that it's the same lot
Who party and drink, then sleep it off with thots
No, I wouldn't want to be associated
With these blunt-lighting people who've appropriated
Playboi Carti's Die Lit into their personal anthem
Just for party use only, not for any slow jammin', yeah
This may sound strange, but I'm with Rodeo
And ASTROWORLD, So Far Gone, Take Care & Freedom, though
Dark Fantasy, 808s, Alyssa Milano
And listening to Travis talk about comatose
To Pimp A Butterfly, GKMC
I listen to Kendrick for the lyrics I want to see
Just hope that one day he'll be listening to me
I've made it my mission to turn this dream to a reality
This is the first real flow I wrote reflecting me
My English teacher'd prob'ly say it lacks complexity
But that's the thing these people don't understand
Is I was born to rap, I got The Game in my hands
Every teacher I've known know I hate essays
But rap music, that's my real blessing
Lookin' like politics, that's the social media
The thing that critics and populars get greedy with
I can't try to compare myself to other guys
Like Lil Wayne and the guy that pimped a butterfly
Because of my pigment, Eminem's compared to me
Even though there is quite a bit of disparity
Between experience, between our ages
They'd probably still bring him up if my style changes
I've strayed a little far off the main topic
So let's get back to diagramming my losses
It took three months for me to plan to ask her out
Then my incel friend embarrassed me, as soon as I got it out
God dang! I might have to rethink my strategy
And not make friends with iconoclasts who are bad for me
I can't be friends with those who don't get mad at me
You can't make a friendship from kissing up and flattery
I feel like Prue when I hear 90210
I feel like Piper when my song about to blow
I feel like Phoebe in my Air Force Ones and Yeezys
Just kidding, I don't have 'em, since I don't wanna be greedy
And as far as Real Friends, tell all my friends that I love 'em
Even the ones that surface level and ain't treat me like a brother
[Bridge: Alyssa Milano]
Step by step, inch by inch
Boy, I got your number
Come on let me in
Step by step, inch by inch
No way you can fight it
No way you can win

[Chorus: A$AP Boli & Ghostface Killah]
Please, no more parties in NC
Please, people, no more parties in NC, yeah
Please (Shake that body, party that bod-)
(Shake that body, party that bod-)
(Shake that body, party that body)