Lyrics:

[Intro: Joey Bada$$]
And that’s all people wanna see truthfully
Don't stop it Pat, just keep it runnin'

[Verse 1: Joey Bada$$]
It's been a minute since they seen a style with no gimmicks
Clouds is they limits cause we in 'em, eyes low
Squinted, more L's but we winning
Acting like it's hard to find women
When I'm in these hard-to-find linens
Remember those days it was hard to find a living
But now we got ends, and it's only the beginning
Big pimpin', fooling dimes, rob 'em for they innocence
Cake like Entenmann's, flow sweet like cinnamon
He a child, but they treat him like a bigger man
Cause when the pen in his hand, they big 'em up like he Jigga man
Know you see him in the mirror fam, the ones who say
You ain't hot be your biggest fan like, 'Nigga, damn.'
Before he got popular, he been the man
With your chick in the cam, rolling through an Instagram
Got a whiff of grands, now everybody say they distant fam
Know the haters still jelly, but fuck it though; it's the jam
It's the fuckin' jam

[Outro]
Sorry I kept y'all waiting
1999, till forever
The era know better
Nothing more, nothing less
Progress