Ayy, uh I'm puttin' numbers on the board and blowin' more digits I haven't started, man, these are just the before pictures Shout out my parents, my mother gave birth to four winners All of the players in the game, it's always cold benches Been in the studio, I forgot how to sleep Not tryna make an album they forget 'bout in a week They said the fruit never gon' fall far from the tree I used to be the kid, now the kids wanna be me Trippin' 'bout my future like way before there was cameras Hella plans on my calendar 'fore I went all professional Less souls to trust, man, these people makin' me cynical More copycats and less people soundin' original Same destination, we just took different routes Fuck bein' one the greatest, I'm tryna be the greatest one I ain't sayin' I ain't grateful for everything I've become But the throne is more comfortable than this chair I'm sittin' on My name is Brian, cold bars is what I'm known for If my vision ain't scarin' me, then I don't go for it 'Member my first days here when it was all foreign Now I'm on TV with James Corden, that shit was crazy Just got a place with a backyard, I feel amazing Nothin' can get between me and the dreams I'm chasin' Ain't got the time for partyin', no more gettin' wasted Unless you got the 1942, man, then get the chaser You hatin' on me, but you know I gotta You big in your city, I'm the king of a continent These rappers tryna make the trendin' topic Why the state of music goin' south? But I don't even want to talk about it Let's talk about it, nah, let's talk about it Before all these folks decide it's cool to give a fuck about it Everyone's tryna make hits, I'm just tryna make music You know, the kind that makes you feel when you listen to it? I'm the youngest child, I don't need more attention You writin' some bullshit, I write the lyrics meant for the captions I'm makin' songs that'll probably outlive us for generations Started off as the sailor, look at me, now I'm the captain I won't lie, this shit is fun Tell these Asian kids they could do what they want Might steal the mic at the Grammy's just to say we won That everyone can make it, don't matter where you from Can't forget about the day that Sean called me Talkin' 'bout a vision called 88 that he's dreamin' Man, I love him like a brother, if we fall, we gon' recover Just a man with a vision who mastered in causin' trouble (You can't see) Man, I can't see the finish line Fall back, fall back, I ain't fuckin' 'round this time (Anymore) Did God know he created a legend in '99? (Anymore) Fuck pretendin' on a track, man, I mean every single line Touched down, never holdin' back Shinin' like some bustdown, sailin' 'round without a map Been a underdog, now it's time to let me quarterback Killin' shit in uncharted territories, man this shit get hella gory Whole country of people proud, so I'm never worried Glad you're sittin' through the credits, man, this is my story The type of shit that make me cry when I record it This the type of shit that still gon' make me cry even when I'm 40 R.I.P. Nipsey, R.I.P. Mac These inspirations always gon' motivate me to rap Let's celebrate their lives and the people that they impact The marathon continues, ain't no way we lookin' back Amazon Prime flow, you know I'll always deliver We crossed oceans for a chance just to feel somethin' better Generations to sacrifice, that we'll always remember It's that circle of life shit, they hold me up like I'm Simba They told me I ain't welcome, I'm here to stay, and my visa says so Just wait and see who's songs they gon' blast up in they headphones Come back like every couple years to destroy like tornadoes Victorious tropical flow comin' straight from Indo' These plants only grow to just get cut and disposed Their spotlight is dimmin', my future's so bright that it glows You want the blueprint for impossible, I'll let it show Remember when Pac said, "The concrete grows a rose"

If it weren't for kids have you ever thought There wouldn't be no Santa Clause Look what the store just brought Thank God for kids We'd all live in a quiet house Without Big Bird or a Mickey Mouse And Kool-aid on the couch Thank God for kids Thank God for kids there's magic for a while A special kind of sunshine in a smile Did you ever stop to think, or wonder why? The dearest thing to Heaven is a child A 'Daddy how does this thing fly?' A hundred other where's and why's I really don't know but I try Thank God for kids When I look down in those trustin' eyes That look to me, I realize It's love that I can't buy Thank God for kids Thank God for kids there's magic for a while A special kind of sunshine in a smile Did you ever stop to think, or wonder why? The dearest thing to Heaven is a child When you get down on your knees tonight To thank the Lord for his guiding light And pray they turn out right Thank God for kids Hmmm, thank God for kids