Track byAlexander Lewis/Bando./S’natra
Hello, it’s a been a minute my fellows I been tryna make my name well known First they was tellin me get the hell on Now I get the room jumping higher than the ceiling, bitches jiggle they melons Catch me in ya city, really my buzz kinda swellin' Bando bangin out ya fuckin eardrums You hear sumn? Put that on my children My city gon love it Flockin for the feature, that’s gon put you overbudget Hold up Shout out Jermaine, I just want my shit to get played All them miserable days when all of my visual grey Tryna follow my heart, result in minimal pay I’m starting to separate cause my love propelling my wave See broke or richer I’m so consistent cause head doctors ain’t free Dawg I'm tellin ya, I done leveled up, my propellars put me head of ya I’ll circle back after I finish watch me win it Hold up Tell me what it feel like I been on the road, but I still write I been missin' home, what it been like I been gettin' on, and it feel right I hope we still good, we both got real life Just know I’m forever there, dawg we still tight I’m forever there dawg we still tight Just know I’m forever there, yea Never missed a year Put in blood sweat and tears No one told me u get older and your child hood disappear when push come to shove I’m technical fouling I tried to say I ain’t give a fuck But the karma would hit me up Forever shoutin' Kobe when I put up a shot (Kobe) RIP to him and Gigi Mamba mentality means That nothin worth it come easy This shit ain't overnight But I’m in my prime Told homies think outside the box Pussy on they mind My shorty talking chakras and When they all aligned It felt like when I sold out the Roxy all the heads online Gave me an ultra boost of my confidence All I’m missing is the Adidas sponsorship (Wattup Pharrell) I’m so for real Shit I run the east My niggas run the west We’ll probably have a dice game and divy up whats left Murakami’s Craig green All On my body I scooped a mami And yea her head mean Almost turned into lights please But I’m staying focused I seen ambition die too young Among the dopest We went From 2 dope Boyz to the billboard Jordan flu game bitch we gon still score Hold up Tell me what it feel like I been on the road, but I still write I been missin' home, what it been like I been gettin' on, and it feel right I hope we still good, we both got real life Just know I’m forever there, dawg we still tight I’m forever there dawg we still tight Just know I’m forever there, yea