Lyrics
Could I be falling for you?
Is this a fantasy come true?
Is this a dream that I've waited for? (Graah)
Am I the one that you adore? (Graah, graah, graah, graah, graah)
I'm proud of you, Daffy (it's Carter, dickhead)
I'm on the top, so I feel like the shit (feel like the what?)
Why these niggas keep doing my dick (doing my dick)
And he know that Owen he, so he's runnin' Rick (he's runnin' Rick)
Like, too tact, a beam go on a smith (damn)
And these niggas ain't shit, so they diss (what?)
I got a knock on my hip (damn)
2 a.m., I can't see through the tint (graah-graah, graah-graah, boom)
In the booth, I be rolling the spliff
I've been going through pain, but I'm feeling it slowly (feeling it slowly)
Why these dumb niggas think that they know me (think that they know me)
If you tell me you love me, then you better show me (show me)
I got my brothers, but feel like I'm doley (what? Graah-graah, boom)
In the booth, that's my habitat
Bullet gon' flip 'em, he's a acrobat (he's a acrobat, damn)
I told my 'ooter to spin in a Cadillac (graah-graah, graah-graah, boom)
Graah, graah, graah, graah
Ain't no beam, but I'm always on go (always on go, like)
Like a flip bullets touch you from head to the toe (head to the what?)
Like I be hurting and nobody know (graah-graah, graah-graah, boom)
Graah, graah, graah, graah
Ain't no beam, but I'm always on go (always on go)
Like a flip, bullets touch you from head to the toe (head to the -, damn)
Like I be hurting and nobody know (graah-graah, graah-graah, boom)
It been a minute, I'm stacking my breeshy (what?)
Got a thot, she's gettin' treeshy (she's gettin' treeshy, damn)
Ain't no wonder why they wanna be me, I'm on the TV (be me, graah, graah)
On the top only scratching the surface
I'ma tote on my gun, but forget that you heard this (like damn)
Move tact, do it on purpose (graah)
And I turnt to a rapper, but don't know if it's worth it (graah-graah, boom)
I don't really speak on how I feel too much
I be afraid motherfuckers gon' use it against me
Tried to put my pain in my music, still don't feel like I said enough
Niggas never really gon' understand where I'm coming from, or what I've been through
Fuck it, though (it's Carter, dickhead)
Got my heart by my side, and the only one keeping me sane (graah, sane, what?)
Off the D'Usse, it's hurtin' my brain (hurtin' my brain, what?)
Like he can't substitute all of this pain (what?)
If you're in the streets, don't think that shit a game (graah-graah, graah-graah, boom)
But for my brothers I'm throwin' like Wayne
They like, "Carter, you ain't been the same" (ain't been the what? Damn)
They like, "Carter, you ain't been the -" (it's Carter dickhead)
Graah, graah, graah
Ain't no beam, but I'm always on go (what? Go, like)
Like a flip, bullets touch you from head to the toe (graah-graah, graah-graah)
Like I be hurting and nobody know (graah-graah, graah-graah, boom)
Graah, graah, graah, graah
Ain't no beam, but I'm always on go (go, what?)
Like a flip, bullets touch you from head to the toe (damn)
Like I be hurting and nobody know, graah
(It's Carter, dickhead)
(Carter, dickhead)
(Carter, dickhead)
(Carter, dickhead)