'Fore we was anything, you could see us Before we was electric, that was Prius Before we dreamt it here, it's nothing to dream of 'Cause let's be honest, you didn't ever think that this be us Now watch me shaking hands on the in demand hard right like you seeing me on thin air I'm for the night, got no plans on getting free You were you and now you're Instagraming me
See me walk up in the room, I'm the same motherfucker up? (I'm the same motherfucker) And if talking to the crew, better know you ain't fucking wit us (you ain't fucking wit us) Did it on our own, they telling us no But now they open up the doors we go And now we walk up in the and they say motherfuckers what up? (and they say motherfuckers)
I a pop song, I rap a rock song I sing a-club-banging, song I'm show time, I keep it poppin' like some Now me getting money like a motherfuckin' dot com This just how you When you see me in city It's everywhere I go, everybody fucking wit me Yes I'm on top of my game, they all chanting my But I told you if you know me then you know I change
See me up in the room, I'm the same motherfucker what up? (motherfucker what up) And if you're talking to the crew, know you ain't fucking wit us (you ain't fucking wit us) Did it on our own, they kept us no But now open up the doors wherever we go And now we walk up in the room and they say motherfuckers up? (motherfuckers what up?)
like I'm still a kid in the back of the Ford Taurus, yes, Waving at some drivers while scream their favorite choruses Now fast forward, my song flashes the dashboard Is the life I asked for? Well fuck it man of course it is I just needed a mic and a stage I play on This life's my playground, I'm Harold with a Now how the so cold, no shrinkage No size on greatness, Dinklage Only better bruh, dominate like Federer But if you don't like my lyrics send a letter to the His is 'Fuck You', street name is 'Deal Wit It' Make sure you tramp stamp it so I know I get it Am I a sellout? 'Cause show I sell out I hang around fans 'til they tell me to get the hell out Middle to the haters, tell em shut up So if you feel let me hear you say what up!
See me walk up in the room, I'm the same what up? (motherfucker what up) And if you're talking to the crew, better you ain't fucking wit us (you ain't fucking wit us) Did it on our own, they kept us no But now they up the doors wherever we go And now we walk up in the room and say motherfuckers what up? (and they say motherfuckers what up?)