What's Understood

I run around through the night like I'm nocturnal

Running raw through the wife when she not fertile

Everybody in my high school, shitting on me rapping

Wished we would've swapped journals

I am not the flop, I learned that when the block was hot

And Lil Wayne got me thinking that I got this

A little pain gonna happen in the process

But a little change gonna happen after all that

Now I'm thinking back like I once did

Back when I thought I could run shit

Summer camp getting higher than bunk beds

Summer plans getting fly for the function

You know that I was getting by as a young kid

Back when everything was blissful

Back when everything was so simple

But everything don't last forever

I break bread with the fans, bring cats together

Little different than my last direction

But the flow is like a blast Beretta

A couple shots, put him down like an anesthetic

And now you way too fast to get up

About time Nyck told y'all that

About time, Nyck cold and the world know that

If you see me around the block I don't owe you daps

World class in my verse, you can hold your glass

Cause we good

Ya'll know the name

I said what's understood

Don't gotta be explained

Met-Metro, Metro Boomin want some more

Went to school ain't wanna go

So I started dropping out

And instead I hit that road

Now this life is all I fucking know

You took a shot

You missed and can't reload

Boy I swear to god, I took this to my grave

What's understood don't gotta be explained

I don't wanna know if you gotta go

I don't wanna know if you gotta go

I don't wanna know if you gotta go

I don't wanna know

Back in the booth on my boss shit

It's a new year, I'm on my boss shit

Got the news, they need more shit

Dropped my debut, been on tour since

Tell the truth, man I really hate to dispute

Name another yout that really did it on his own

No majors, no cosign at all

Just labor and raising the bar

Still ain't enough to get invited to awards

Like I still ain't get a nut and I've been going this hard

Fuck it I'ma pull up to awards with the squad

Slamming the door, shooting up stars

Who want war bet they don't want none

Who, what, when, where, why, go run

Catch a motherfucker like Ricky with his gun

With a .22 bitch, ain't 22 yet

Everyday trying to live, Russian roulette

Just turned 21, I be forever young

I be the greatest one, he told me to my face

Patience is key, you gonna be straight

How many times you gonna be late?

Miss my chance? Oh no, not me

Shift my stance and go the right way

Took one glance and saw the right thing

I could give a fuck what they say about me

They ain't making nothing, they ain't taking my cheese

I ain't gotta forfeit, I done get those hoes to leave

To the water, don't you order take a motherfucking drink

Guess eyes roll cause they more like sheep

There's stress in the belly of the beast

For generation X, to generation Y, to generation Z-Z-Z

Y'all niggas is sleep

And I pray that they're ready when the war time

In the belly of the beast with the pork rinds

Barely in the street, nigga fuck 12

Seen the cameras on me when I touched down

Feds watching, please believe it

Don't share my business with social media

Niggas devious, they can't eat with us

Went around starting fake beef with us

And this life

Is all I fucking know

You took a shot

You missed and can't reload

Boy I swear to god, I took this to my grave

What's understood, don't gotta be explained

I don't wanna know if you gotta go

I don't wanna know if you gotta go

I don't wanna know if you gotta go

I don't wanna know