It’s rare I see my dawg cry but this is one of them verses

Really happenin’, we breakin’ generational curses

Retainer ridiculous fights for incredible purses

I knew it’s real when Byrd said he felt like this his purpose

We sick of not bein’ treated the way we feel we’re worth

I’m sick of bein’ the diamond they hidin’ in the dirt

I’ve cried tears so big thought it would flood the earth

But with ‘em all I’vе made waves, now I’m ‘bout to surf

I lost my dawg, I’m still convinced that onе day he’ll return

We used to always plot on ways to get what we deserve

I wish I woulda met in Vegas, different plots might occur

We finally did it but for some reason I’m feelin’ disturbed

Am I dreamin’? Am I dreamin’?

Am I really here this evening?

How the fuck I even get here, how the fuck I’m even leavin’?

I been caught up in the moment, I done turned into a demon

Got the money that I wanted, that’s the number one achievement

But I’m sittin’ on this guilt like I’m the motherfuckin’ reason

Father proud and I can feel it mama proud and I can see it

Biggest artist, I’ma be it

I think it’s just cuz I’m grievin’, fuck

It’s hard to feel

It’s so surreal

On another note, still don’t believe I’m out the deal

That greedy motherfucker claimed he spent a hundred mil

Byrd changed my life

And Dano made it real

For real

“Yo homie, I was hoping you didn’t pick up for this shit, but

I know I’m faded, man I know you know I’m faded but I’m just saying

It’s crazy that I know you, fool, like

I always bring up this shit. I remember being back in like freshman year when, damn I was runnin’ by Hasting’s hearing you freestyle and shit, but

All I know is now we poppin’ dog, and especially you poppin’, like

It’s crazy just showin’ up to the party and everybody knowing us

Ya know?

I can’t wait to be showin’ up to the south of France on that beach

Stuntin’ with these hoes on that Louis Vuitton, Margiela shit, like, real talk bro

I just want you to know I’m proud of you, B

Ain’t nobody more proud than me

Ain’t never gon’/could be jealous of you dog, I just want you to know, like

I’m proud of you

And I hope we can keep rockin’ and shit, bro

Let’s/ and stackin’ millies

Let’s run this shit, as a crew

I hope you get that good night sleep tonight, head back to Bozeman, bro

Recording that real shit

I can’t wait to hear your new

Just get at me, dog

I’ll see you up in Bozeman, but

Just know: Byrd always on that real, bro

And I can’t wait to be opening up for you on your tour

Haha

So let’s get it, homie

Aight.”