E.T.O

Today is a new day, bae
Swag Boy

Substances, I'm flying high, killed my past crises with the cup
I live in a world where common people don't dwell, that's why on this earth I'm an alien
I take down opps like spider webs, that's why I'm a closed temple
Vague conversations I leave open, my time is money and I'm already late

So much money I have to carry with me, that's why I bought a car
I know my life is lonely, but lately my pocket is full
In the other pocket I carry things that hurt the skin of these assholes
Racist white people panicked when they saw a black man clearing the market

Effort, work, and prayer paid off, where there was no water, I created a fountain
I save money for future Aura, my daughter will be a happy black woman
I come from the ghetto where dudes sell their soul to clog their nose
Amidst the rats, I sowed myself like a seed, but I didn't rot my root

In the storm, I got lost, evolved, and most importantly, I did it
Practical money, you can criticize my means, but never criticize my ends
I don't rely on numbers or methods, because I just follow my feeling
I'm isolated in the small world of a star, if you need me, don't call me

I see the landscape pass by in the Maybach, I see some dudes selling out for a check
Many things in my mind that I smoked/inhaled, I don't know how much the Patek was, I just paid
They listen: This Noturn is trap
Bro, my swag is like water, it circulates
My fans listen to your trap and don't jump, at my show your fans go crazy

Substances, I'm flying high, killed my past crises with the cup
I live in a world where common people don't dwell, that's why on this earth I'm an alien
I take down opps like spider webs, that's why I'm a closed temple
Vague conversations I leave open, my time is money and I'm already late

Effort, work, and prayer paid off, where there was no water, I created a fountain
I save money for future Aura, my daughter will be a happy black woman
I come from the ghetto where dudes sell their soul to clog their nose
Amidst the rats, I sowed myself like a seed, but I didn't rot my root

I see the landscape pass by in the Maybach, I see some dudes selling out for checks
Many things in my mind that I smoked/inhaled, I don't know how much the Patek was, I just paid
They listen: This Noturn is trap
Bro, my swag is like water, it circulates
My fans listen to your trap and don't jump, at my show your fans go crazy

Today is a new day, Swag Boy
All your fans will–
Okay
Substances–
Okay, okay, go
Wow