[Intro: Playboi Carti]

Racecars outside

I got hoes tryna ride out

Make 'em wanna find out everything that I'm 'bout

Shawty gotta find out, I ain't tryna hide nun'

Everything I do is different (Oh, yeah)

I am lost in the Matrix

I need a face-lift, drive in my spaceship

Get out my space, bitch, get out my face, bitch

I can't believe we made it this far

I can't believe we made it this far

I can't believe we made it this far

I can't believe we made it this far

Hand in the sky (Hand in thе—, ahh)

I can't believe I madе it this far

I'm just tryna tell you how I feel, tell you how I feel

[Verse: Playboi Carti]

I'm just tryna tell you how I feel, tell you how I feel

I been on tour, yeah, I been on all that

Uh, too much money, turned down a deal, turned down a deal

Too much money, turned down a deal, turned down a deal

We riding Bronco's right through the hill

We riding Bronco's right through the hill

She fuck me pronto when I call her here

Ain't no stoppin' us, we goin' out of here

They know we popular, they can't control none

I got that thing on me, I'm really blowin' smoke

You know this ain't no motherfuckin' joke

Everything on go-oh

This that type of—, uh

Let the real speak, uh, let the fake get gone

Let the fake go home, tell 'em niggas go, leave my ass alone

I been on my own, I been all alone

I fell on my face, I got up my own

I fell on my face, got up on my own

I fell on my face, got up on my own

I just left the studio, did—, uh

I just left the studio, did twenty-four songs

I been on my shit, I been off the grid

I can't disappear, I gotta watch my kid

I gotta watch my shit, I gotta watch my sis'

Everything gettin' bigger, shit don't make no sense, shit don't make no—, uh

I didn't answer the phone, niggas always mad

I don't give a fuck at all, I don't give a fuck at all

Real nigga, I ball, told these niggas, yeah

They ain't believe nun' at all, they ain't believe us at all

They ain't believe us at all, they ain't believe us at all

Believe us at all (Uh-uh-uh-uh)

[Outro: Vory & Playboi Carti]

Can't believe that we made it this far (Uh, uh)

Can't believe that we made it this far

Look, mama, now your son is a star (Uh, uh)

Can't believe that we made it this far

Standin' on your shoulders, in God

When life get too hard, I think about everybody I been scarred from

I even broke bread even though I should've starved them

I'm goin' out a hero, baby

Comma, comma, zero, baby

Angels callin', demons callin'

I put them on threeway, baby

I've been keeping them shooters with me on payroll lately