ARRIVAL

Back then they didn't know me 7th grade boy in the back row seats Back then they couldn't hold me New kid here he rapping on beats Back then they didn't like me We did the same things but they wasn't like me Back then, they couldn't find me Come to my shows if you wanna find me Now they act different like they loved me since the old days I ain't see yo face when I was rapping in the cold days Name so hard, can you change it, like no way I've been on the low, mixtapes with no face Dry with my therapist, don't know how I feel Friends in high places and friends that are high still most underrated and coming from my field If we talking bout success I'll tell you how mine feels Yeah Flying 20 hours never felt so right Man, homie, cut the lights This the pack that we light up Now I'm high, flight attendant And they wait on my arrival All these fake people in my life Who wanna take my title I know people in my contacts Who be suicidal And they meet me at church Reading scripture in the Bible It's a cold world man And people in denial That my upwards spiral Put the city on fire Now I'm famous, I'm viral And now they treat me different Bring the crew to the studio Pictures with them in it It's good to reminisce Haven't done that in a minute Cuz everything I do Related to the business Yeah, I have a busy body Now they all went up on me My mom can't call me Won't believe me if you saw it In these shows I be crowded Never knew I had an impact Didn't think about it Kay, yeah, maybe I'm young Grew up too fast, didn't play that much May that song be the one That the people know me by And the place that I'm from Kay, yeah, maybe I'm not Everything I say, but at least im some What right about the things Im someone who thinks They should leave it up to me Im not tryna be somebody else though But every page that I throw away I beat myself up fo Too many nights tryna get my name on billboards Chasing all these bands, there's a reason I don't run slow All these fake shooters, I'm tired of the gun smoke Show me sum gangster, Jesus dying on the cross though Nails on His body, He still cried out love though Rose from the grave three days, that's my hope Back then they didn't know me 7th grade boy in the back row seats Back then they couldn't hold me New kid here he rapping on beats Back then they didn't like me We did the same things but they wasn't like me Back then, they couldn't find me Come to my shows if you wanna find me I was never poor Never thought of having more Content with my family I always did my chores Didn't do it for the money I did it for my mom Ever since dad died She been holding strong Now she be getting older Can't even lie her heart got colder She trained us like soldiers Whatever space I'm in I'll always be sober Whatever space you're in I'll always be open Yeah, I know life sucks, you've ain't sleeping well Yeah, all these lights in my face, it ain't good for your health Yeah, did me so cruel but I hope you're doing well Yeah, spit flames in the booth, my face bouta melt Back then they didn't know me 7th grade boy in the back row seats Back then they couldn't hold me New kid here he rapping on beats Back then they didn't like me We did the same things but they wasn't like me Back then, they couldn't find me Come to my shows if you wanna find me