Testo Industry Baby

D-D-Daytrip took it to ten (Hey)

Baby bet, ayy, couple racks, ayy
Couple Grammys on him (Ah, ooh), couple plaques, ayy
That's a fact, ayy (Ah, ooh), throw it back, ayy
Throw it back, ayy (Ah, ooh)

And this one is for the champions (Ah, ooh) I ain't lost since I've began, yeah (Ah, ooh)
Funny how you said it was the end, yeah (Ah, ooh)
Then I went, did it again, yeah (Ah, ooh)

I told you long ago on the road
I got what they're waiting for
I'll run from nothing, dawg, get your swords
Just tell 'em I ain't layin' low
You was never really rooting for me anyway (Ah, ooh)
When I'm back up at the top I wanna hear you say (Ah, ooh)
He'll run from nothin', dawg, get your sword (Ah, ooh)
Just tell 'em that the break is over (Ah, ooh, ah, ooh, ah, ooh)

Need, uh, need to get this album out
Need a couple number onеs Need a plaque on every song
Need mе like one with Nicki now
Tell a rap nigga I don't see ya, huh
I'm a pop nigga like Bieber, huh
I don't fuck bitches, I'm queer, huh
But these niggas bitches like Madea, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Ayy, oh, let's do it (Oh, let's do it)
I ain't fall off, I just ain't release my new shit
I blew up, now everybody tryna sue me
You call me Nas but the hood call me Doobie, dawg

And this one is for the champions (Ah, ooh)
I ain't lost since I've began, yeah (Ah, ooh)
Funny how you said it was the end, yeah (Ah, ooh)
Then I went did it again, yeah (Ah, ooh, again, yeah)

I told you long ago on the road
I got what they're waiting for
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, I got what they're waiting for)
I'll run from nothing, dawg, get your swords (Ayy, ayy)
Just tell 'em I ain't layin' low (Ayy, ayy)
(Bitch, I ain't runnin' from nowhere)
You was never really rooting for me anyway (Ah, ooh)
When I'm back up at the top I wanna hear you say (Ah, ooh)
He'll run from nothin', dawg, get your sword (Ayy)
Just tell 'em that the break is over (Ayy, yeah)

My track record so clean, they couldn't wait to just bash me
I must be gettin' too flashy, y'all shouldn't have let the world gas me (Woo)
It's too late 'cause I'm here to stay and these girls know that I'm nasty (Mm)
I sent her back to her boyfriend with my handprint on her ass cheek
City talkin', we takin' notes
Tell 'em all to keep makin' posts, wish he could, but he can't get close
OG so proud of me, that he chokin' up while he makin' toast
I'm the type that you can't control, said I would, then I made it so
I don't clear up rumors (Ayy), where's y'all sense of humor? (Ayy)
I'm done makin' jokes 'cause they got old like baby boomers
Turn my haters to consumers, I make vets feel like they juniors (Juniors)
Say your time is comin' soon but just like Oklahoma (Mmm)
Mine is comin' sooner (Mmm), I'm just a late bloomer (Mmm)
I done peaked in high school, I'm still out here gettin' cuter (Woo)
All these social networks and computers
Got these pussies walkin' 'round like they ain't losers

I told you long ago on the road
I got what they're waiting for
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, I got what they're waiting for)
I'll run from nothing, dawg, get your swords (Ayy, ayy)
Just tell 'em I ain't layin' low (Ayy, ayy)
(Bitch, I ain't runnin' from nowhere)
You was never really rooting for me anyway (Ah, ooh)
When I'm back up at the top I wanna hear you say (Ah, ooh)
He'll run from nothin', dawg, get your sword (Ayy)
Just tell 'em that the break is over (Ayy)

Yeah
I'm the industry baby
I'm the industry baby
Yeah