Lyrics
I can't control myself
The speaker feels unable to manage their own actions or impulses.
I get around
They frequently move or travel to different places.
They just weigh me down
External forces or burdens are holding them back.
I'm on some new indifferent shit, bitch I was lost and found
They've transitioned to a new, indifferent attitude after feeling lost and then rediscovered.
I went from moving pounds and hitting towns to sending rounds
They've moved away from dealing drugs and violence and are now focused on their music.
But I ain't in the street no more I'm perfecting my sound
They've left the streets to concentrate on improving their musical craft.
I can't control your hoe, so watch your bitch
The speaker can't control others' actions, especially regarding romantic partners.
Cause if you don't I bet she finna come round to the clique
Warning someone that their romantic partner might be tempted to join the speaker's group.
I can't control the fact, that I'm the shit
The speaker is confident in their abilities and self-worth.
I bet we fuck up charts I bet we get it super lit
Confident that their music will achieve significant success.
I hit my hometown with everyone that I knew
Returning to their hometown with familiar faces.
And it ain't nothing new except the class that I flew
Nothing much has changed except for the higher class they flew in.
I heard from all my old bitches they talking 'bout how I grew
Former romantic interests notice the speaker's growth.
I told 'em that I'm way to far up to talk to you
The speaker feels they've progressed beyond communication with their past lovers.
Local rappers wanna be like me and I'm in they queue
Local aspiring rappers admire the speaker and are waiting for their turn.
Man, you pussies couldn't take my spot if you had a coup
Confident that challengers can't take their place, comparing it to a political coup.
Like I said before I'm way up dancing among the stars
The speaker feels elevated and successful, surrounded by stars.
I'm still the same kid in my heart I was at the start
Despite success, they remain true to themselves from the beginning.
I can't control myself
The speaker reiterates their lack of self-control.
I get around
They continue to move or travel frequently.
They just weigh me down
Repetition of feeling weighed down by external pressures.
I'm on some new indifferent shit, bitch I was lost and found
Reiteration of adopting a new indifferent attitude after being lost and found.
I went from moving pounds and hitting towns to sending rounds
Reiteration of moving away from illegal activities to focus on music.
But I ain't in the street no more I'm perfecting my sound
Reiteration of leaving the streets to improve their music.
I can't control your hoe, so watch your bitch
Reasserting the inability to control others' romantic relationships.
Cause if you don't I bet she finna come round to the clique
A warning repeated about a romantic partner potentially joining the speaker's circle.
I can't control the fact, that I'm the shit
Reassertion of confidence in their own abilities and worth.
I bet we fuck up charts I bet we get it super lit
Reiteration of the belief that their music will achieve significant success.
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