[Verse 1]

Y’all betta not skip this song

I’m tryna get in y'all head like an ass to a thong

Y’all betta not rip this off

I’ll split ties like I split this gar real quick

We all knew I’d get this far

Who’da thought the shit take so long

Caint afford to save face no more

Need ladies tours and vacation homes

I’m ready for it

I want

Bags of weed at my feet

Stacks of fans in my bleachers

Top ten in my reach

Spikes all in my sneaks

Run the track and I’ll beat ya

I wanna do some drugs in ibiza

So I y'all need y'all to buy some damn features

Feel like it's been so long but not even

I’m not got stop till I beat Aubrey Graham

[Pre-Chorus]

Thought I was poppin before

But now it feel like I just got to the floor

A lot of new pockets I gotta еxplore

A lot of new problems I gotta еndure

I’m feelin well on my way

But I know I don't wanna stay here

So I gotta go out and start makin some plays

I don't got the time to be playin fair

[Chorus]

I gotta get back up and get on my way to fame I caint let it waste away

I run the block like that nigga from training day

I think that it's safe to say

That this shit fit on me better than tailor made

I gotta get paid today

So imma get back up and get on my way to fame

I caint let it waste away

So Imma get back up and get on my way to fame

I caint let it waste away

Imma get back up and get on my way to fame

I caint let it waste away

Imma get back up and get on my way to fame

I caint let it waste away

Imma get back up and get on my way to fame

I caint let it waste away

[Verse 2]

I think it's time to get back on my bullshit

On that everyone think that I’m cool shit

Been icing my wrist out for Christmas

So you know imma show off my jewelry

And we don't need a judge or a jury

I been killin you niggas for sure

Y’all have been less than mature

But thanks to the lessons I’ve learned

I moved out the way of the herd

And now I can swerve out

So I guess I’m that nigga you heard bout

If you haven't you will and that's guaranteed

Kuz a nigga been uppin they whereabouts

I been out at functions and figuring out my production I think I’m there now

I was better before it ain't fair now

Kuz you still someone nobody care bout

Man y'all niggas though I was sweet

[Pre-Chorus]

Thought I was poppin before

But now it feel like I just got to the floor

A lot of new pockets I gotta explore

A lot of new problems I gotta endure

I’m feelin well on my way

But I know I don't wanna stay here

So I gotta go out and start makin some plays

I don't got the time to be playin fair

[Chorus]

I gotta get back up and get on my way to fame I caint let it waste away

I run the block like that nigga from training day

I think that it's safe to say

That this shit fit on me better than tailor made

I gotta get paid today

So imma get back up and get on my way to fame

I caint let it waste away

So Imma get back up and get on my way to fame

I caint let it waste away

Imma get back up and get on my way to fame

I caint let it waste away

Imma get back up and get on my way to fame

I caint let it waste away

Imma get back up and get on my way to fame

I caint let it waste away