Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah, life's crazy My parents worried bout me cause I didn't talk to nobody, just made beats And now I get paid by the syllable Gotta thank em though, I know it can be difficult As I tiptoe in and out of zip codes All on a mission of love, that's what I live for I got big dreams, ma, I got big goals You see my old ones now because I lived those You gotta admit, ma, I told you I was gonna get in the Duke And I did, ma, I told you I would get signed And I did, ma, look at this, ma, look at this, ma All my friends feel trapped and afraid I close my eyes and try to imagine a way To wash all my old patterns away I had to stop smoking cause it scattered my brain *** bitches, is what my favorite rappers would say I say there is something beautiful after the pain After the pain, this can't be real Turns out the ladder to fame is a hamster wheel When we played the palace, my parents were first row That's a feeling that I don't even have words for I did my song, went backstage and drank a henny bottle Picked up my phone and then I started texting any model I used to put a target on every cute face And keep playing B pills in my suitcase That's gross, time to grow, that's what Ronnie said Man, Willie just called, dawg, Ronnie's dead I'm trying to stumble to a truer view I'm noticing the sky is a bluer hue It's time to get to work, that's what doers do I'm looking in the mirror like, who are you?