If we find anything in these days and times
I hope it´s to live your life
There´s no rules to this
Be your motherfuckin´ self

Fishtailin´, I´m fishtailin´
I´m fishtailin´, ain´t no tellin´ if I´m out of control
I´m fishtailin´, I said, I´m fishtailin´ (With everything we accomplish)
I´m fishtailin´, ain´t no tellin´ if I´m out of control (Yeah, it´s still so much more to do)

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 didn´t show up for us
I ain´t let it phase me, I just focused on my wishes

Execute ideas and accumulate multi-millions (Pow, pow, pow, pow, pow)
Get a bigger house with a kitchen to cook our meals 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, here´s the memo
Them niggas that look like me treat my nuance as a nuisance
So they would segregate me ´cause I didn´t match they blueprint
What you think that´s tied to? Shit, they don´t know, but I do
So we don´t 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

I´m fishtailin´, I´m fishtailin´
I´m fishtailin´, ain´t no tellin´ if I´m out of control (Don´t regret tomorrow what you didn´t do today)
(Dreams can always become reality)
I´m just livin´ my life as the best I see
If it don´t 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, it´s 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 mama´s debt off, nigga
Now the pay stubs is silly, it´s millis from old banter
The ice near my shoulders colder than Homelander
No lackin´, ma, the jimmy is strapped like some old sandals
I don´t brag ´em, but she said my shit longer than old phantoms (Skrrt)
No alcohol or opium (Nope), he sober like some polar skin

He focused, ´cause he ain´t think rap could take him to this podium (Yeah)
Livin´ every day to the fullest, but move in silence
So romanticize your life, ´cause tomorrow ain´t pinky promised

Bitch, I´m fishtailin´, yeah
I ain´t 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 would´ve ever thunk it?
I mean, did you see we was gon´ make it this far?