Gather round,
I'm bouta have the crown turned over like a mufucka steppin out of bounds I'm around for the long haul
sound like an All-Star team, Dreamville will have a mufuckin On Star ring - Buckle up
you used to play me now i see you wanna pucker up
I'm somethin like a blue chip better muster up
every single last penny if you tryna cuff him up
better get your hustle up i'm the illest
bring the horns in so you can feel this
ima kill this til the walls and the ceilings start shaking
till my land lord calls and he bill us for it breaking
I'm the cause of a storm formulating can you feel it?
shout to Volatile you the realest
everybody in my whole camp got appeal it's a joke
if you didn't know guess you missed the boat
give a quote to the press I'm the best I'm the pope of this rap shit
take a bow you can ass(ask) kiss who the illest white boy with the sickest tracks is
if nobody perfect then, nobody practicing
I got the right mix and now i'm taking it to mastering
i break it down and back again for everybody asking if I'm signed
I aint but its just a matter of time
i'm rapping out of my mind I'm tryna make out a line in the sand
Mufucka decide where you stand
this is Byram
pick a side like you hearin sirens
better speak now or forever hold your silence
I'm just tryna plant seeds like it's earth day
getting married to the game this is just the first date

Chorus

On my way, my way, why my skies have been so grey?
let the sun rise, give me one shot, no I won't miss it
I want it all, give me the ball
pressures on if this don't fall
I'ma take it I'm goin strong
Ima Sing My Song

yea i do it all, from the hook to the track to the rap mix a song and it's all in my room picture that when I'm on its a wrap
If it aint a Grammy on my wall its a plaque
so decretive, I'm the best there is
got me thinkin I'm possessed call an exorcist
ima get in where I fit in had to sit and fuckin listen til I learned
playing my position it's my turn
about godamn motha fuckin bitch time
wish they had me on the list so I could skip this shit line
and I'm ready for whatever they pitched
go on switch it I could turn ya curve ball into a Nerf ball whizzing out the park
know I'm up in this kitchen after dark
I'ma stir it I'ma mix it I'ma serve it like a lob
if you catch it quick enough you be thinkin you could fly with me
clear the runway feelin like I'm finally

Chorus

On my way, my way, why my skies have been so grey?
let the sun rise, give me one shot, no I won't miss it
I want it all, give me the ball
pressures on if this don't fall
I'ma take it I'm goin strong
Ima Sing My Song