text: If we find anything in these days and times
  I hope its to live your life
  Theres no rules to this
  Be your motherfuckin self
  Fishtailin, Im fishtailin
  Im fishtailin, aint no tellin if Im out of control
  Im fishtailin, I said, Im fishtailin 
  Im fishtailin, aint no tellin if Im out of control 
  Hawthorne, California, years that I was formin up
  Before the world would know me and I would come and perform for ya
  I was baby bossin things outside of my cornea
  In the world with mama, where papa didnt show up for us
  I aint let it phase me, I just focused on my wishes
  Execute ideas and accumulate multi-millions 
  Gеt a bigger house with a kitchen to cook our mеals in
  No niggas that can press me whenever I exit buildin
  A boy on handlebars that would listen to all my demos
  That list was bout as long as a limo, but, heres the memo
  Them niggas that look like me treat my nuance as a nuisance
  So they would segregate me cause I didnt match they blueprint
  What you think thats tied to? Shit, they dont know, but I do
  So we dont match in eye view, nigga, you peaked in high school
  So we can not compare, your perspective is stuck, goner
  Cause I was signin eight-figure checks with my gloves on
  Im fishtailin, Im fishtailin
  Im fishtailin, aint no tellin if Im out of control 
  Im just livin my life as the best I see
  If it dont excites me, we not the same team
  Watchin comma, comma, comma since I turned nineteen
  So do not pay me no mind
  Yeah
  How it feel? How it feel? My nigga, its so good
  Smile on that baby face, schooling I was fuckin up
  Focused, I was comin up, them kiddies had them tummies up
  Was nineteen years of age when my pockets was bout a hundred up
  How I get them checks off, nigga?
  I ate and I paid my mamas debt off, nigga
  Now the pay stubs is silly, its millis from old banter
  The ice near my shoulders colder than Homelander
  No lackin, ma, the jimmy is strapped like some old sandals
  I dont brag em, but she said my shit longer than old phantoms 
  No alcohol or opium , he sober like some polar skin
  He focused, cause he aint think rap could take him to this podium 
  Livin every day to the fullest, but move in silence
  So romanticize your life, cause tomorrow aint pinky promised
  Bitch, Im fishtailin, yeah
  I aint think rap could take me this far, for real
  Changin niggas lives
  I took my mom to Roscoes, early on
  And I was like Listen, you never have to work again in your motherfuckin life
  Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, ah
  I kept that promise
  Who wouldve ever thunk it?
  I mean, did you see we was gon make it this far?