[Intro: FRANKIE XY]

If I let go, call this off

Would I be normal like the way I was?

'Cause even though I'm all alone

I'd much prefer to live the way I want (Yeah)

[Verse 1: Guapdad 4000]

You think I like having to do this to you niggas?

You think I like pullin' up and hurtin' feelings?

You think I like crushin' egos on niggas tryna reload

Because I know they not shootin' niggas?

Look at what I had to do wit' us

How you feel, Bandcamp? You could have blew with us

Elevator sent weight down to move 'em up

You doin' right but we don't care, we call that doin' Russ

Take the "N" out of munch 'cause you not eating much

I got my bread in the crunch like I'm eatin' Dutch

Yeah, the wave started micro, we heatin' up

I left my left eye open, niggas creepin' up

I got chilly, I was rappin' in bars in Atlanta

Pulled up in a Uber, J. Cole, he took the Phantom

Goin' Ghost on a buster, my Goyard is mustard

The Cartier crow, rich creek, I'm eatin' custard

Flew a bitch from Buffalo, my Cartier is buffalo

My wing sauce is buffalo, I'm way too hot

I work the dough like at Domino's, they spotted him like dominoes

And knocked him down like dominoes, his ass got popped

On my mama, I been doin' different

On my mama, I been tryin' my fuckin' best not to be out here trippin'

Come from immigrants, I'm livin' different

We was foolin' with them cards, we shoulda been magicians, ha

What don't I get about saving money?

I know I made money, so why the fuck is it I can't stack up?

My little brother like to tote, something like a lil' boat

When he hit you with that yachty, bet you niggas act up

Like, period, city boys (Yeah)

Got a buzz, makin' noise (Yeah)

The little shit is all progress (Yeah, yeah)

Just gotta trust the Prada process (Yeah)

[Verse 2: 6LACK]

Well, I'm finally here to talk some shit

Well, I finally get to say some words

The way I speak so direct on these songs

It's like I didn't even make a verse

I get paid for my play on words

In Indonesia walkin' and connecting with the people

I done spent a lotta money and we still not equal

I flex by givin' back, 'cause that other shit I could do

But wouldn't sleep well, real nigga, so true, but

Don't excuse me from the vices

I take care of business first, and then I'm swiping

I'm in the club looking so undelighted

You in my section looking so uninvited

You sendin' bottles but you talk shit in private

I see the future, baby, I'm just being honest

For every time I thought I was ready, I had to find out that

God was on the sideline, yelling "Time out", yeah

Now my Rolex gold with diamonds around the rim

Lookin' for some more shit to put some diamonds in

Might put 'em all on a Kool-Aid pitcher

Just to let 'em know where I came from, nigga

I remember when we was burnin' steaks on the stove

Now it's medium steaks on a lake in a boat (Yeah, yeah)

My bank called, said you're making progress (Yeah, yeah)

You just gotta trust the Prada process (Yeah, yeah)

[Outro]

If I let go (Are we good, James Delguapo?), call this off

Would I be normal like the way I was?

'Cause even though I'm all alone

I'd much prefer to live the way I want