[Verse 1]

Yeah

Where We At Wit It

I remember making them CD’s on YouTube like everyday

Download that No Ceilings bumping that Ice Cream and that DOA

You did time on Rikers Island but you gave the rap game Drizzy Drake

Then you gave us young Nicki Nick and I remember her from The Drought 3

Hard hitter and they fall wit it, hit em right in the heart wit it

Said Young Money so much, boy I felt like I was a part of it

Trukfit on my hoodie though, shades on when I do a show

This here is a lifetime, could’ve fit it all in a movie though

I been in and out of the studio, takin time to be dedicated

If I need a little motivation then I go to bump the second Dedication

Any given night I’m bumpin Carter II, ain’t nobody go as hard as you

Ya intro was so classic man I felt like I was in a mobb too

Never look down cause I’m right above it

Hit em up like he does something

Growing up it was Death Row, nah growing up it was Young Money

YM over everything, had the whole world singing Bed Rock

Then you teamed up with Slim Shady

Dropped the World on they head top, let it drop

[Hook]

Growing up trying to be like Carter

Growing up trying to be like Wayne

Growing up trying to be like Stunna’

Growing up trying to get that bling

Growing up trying to be like Carter

Growing up trying to be like Wayne

Growing up trying to be like Toon

Fireman let me spit that flame (hey)

[Verse 2]

Let me get it right now boy, show time

Fireman let me take that rope

3 peat every time I flow

With the money on my mind every time I’m woke, look

I ain’t even gotta lie to ya

Every time I hit play that’s a vibe to ya

Every lyric I write get inside to ya

Take flight, take flight, get high to ya, look

And I remember when you dropped The Drought

Cause you could hear it outta everybody Carver house, and

I remember when you dropped C3, A Milli

And then you sold a mill first week

Like damn, how can I be that great to make em say Novet you the best today

And take the game to places never traced, I gotta be the one, no place

And then just like boy, I just record, I can lace any track with my décor

Gotta be Mega Man, like Carter 4

Gotta be relevant, they for the force

If you need evidence I am the source

Please don’t look at me for the remorse

This is a sport, I kill on the court

The greatest alive, Weezy of course (aye)

[Hook]

Growing up trying to be like Carter

Growing up trying to be like Wayne

Growing up trying to be like Stunna’

Growing up trying to get that bling

Growing up trying to be like Carter

Growing up trying to be like Wayne

Growing up trying to be like Toon

Fireman let me spit that flame

[Verse 3]

Yeah

I cannot relate to the fake, or the shade

I got loyalty, got royalty, inside my DNA

If I’m ever not on time, I tell em Sorry For the Wait

And it ain’t my birthday but I got my name on that cake

You the great, no mistake, Michael Jordan of the tapes

6 for 6, pull up, swish, four seconds left you never miss

Cash money was an army till they tried to take ya chips

I’m waiting on that Carter 5 like my check to pay the rent

Can’t believe what I saw, growing up I was in awe

Had me like “lord” and if I don’t do nothing ima ball

Had the cloth sees be yelling “boy my leather so soft”

One of them big white tees, diamond grills in the cross, cause

[Hook x2]

Growing up trying to be like Carter

Growing up trying to be like Wayne

Growing up trying to be like Stunna’

Growing up trying to get that bling

Growing up trying to be like Carter

Growing up trying to be like Wayne

Growing up trying to be like Toon

Fireman let me spit that flame