Last Call

Ayo real talk, 6ix As soon as you played me this joint, I already knew I was like, "Yo, this some fucking, 'Last Call' shit" And it got me hella excited 'cause I always wanted to do like A "Last Call," I remember the first time I heard Kanye's I thought that shit was so tight, dawg And I was like, man I'm tryna tell my story, you know what I'm sayin'? And then uh, I remember Cole did it, when did he do it? He was on Friday Night― Nah, nah, he did it on The Warm Up yo When he did the "Last Call" on The Warm Up, I was like "Damn I'm tryna do mine" So since this joint got that vibe, I'ma do my own "Last Call" right now for y'all And my voice is messed up too, this is the last track of Young Sinatra [Verse 1] Yeah, yeah Back in the day I wasn't shit, homie Penny pinching I couldn't even pay the rent, homie Thinkin' 'bout it I'm wondering where the years went, homie Just a youngin' tryna survive, they was hatin' on me I was working that nine-to-five, I was waitin', homie I was bussin' tables fantasizin' 'bout cakin', homie Letting 'em slip away my dreams, wasn't waitin' on me This for anyone with ambition, calling anybody that'll listen I'm wishing all your dreams come true, 'cause mine did And yeah, you know I had to put that in the rhyme kit But that shit came from sacrifice Not on the corner selling drugs and smackin' dice (listen) Yeah [Bridge] Someway, somehow, I understood finally If you want to come and get it, you know where to find me 'Cause I ain't got no time for anyone that be tryin' me Know if they don't understand, I'ma leave 'em behind me Obviously I ain't got no time, no, no I said obviously I said I don't got no time, no, no, no [Verse 2] Yeah, yeah I treat the beat like it's my only son, my DNA And this that southern playalistic shit like we was in the A Back in the day, I was Young, Broke & Infamous A Young Sinatra that was Undeniable Who Welcome-d you To Forever while Under Pressure And told you The Incredible True Story of Bobby Tarantino And Everybody in the Ultra 85 Goddamn, it feel good to be alive And all these bitches that I passed up Couldn't fuck witcha 'cause your hair was too gassed up 'Member creeping with the gat, masked up [Interlude] God damn, it's kinda crazy to reminisce on all this shit man What it was like growing up Damn man, just, motherfuckers running in and out of the crib, Doing drugs, selling drugs, all types of stuff Meanwhile, I was just tryna keep it together I was tryna make sense―sense of all this shit around me I didn't know how to take it, how to perceive it, you know what I mean? And then meanwhile I'm supposed to be going to school and getting good grades and shit But I'm seeing like, domestic violence in my house And just, so much going on And I'm sure everybody was probably like, "Damn, yo" [Verse 3] "Why little Bobby didn't come to school today?" On the real, I was doin' anything to run away And that's the same reason kids join gangs every day 'Cause they wanna be accepted, but at home they too neglected Meanwhile, white America quick to call him a thug But all he ever wanted was a father to give him some love Tell him that he love him, that he need him Promise he won't ever leave him Never smoke crack, never lie, and won't never beat him It feel like for my life I been needed a break Looking at my family, I ain't wanna make the same mistake And I know that shit sound fucked up but they not all doin' great Oh God, please Can I have a conversation with a member of my family without it ending asking me for five G's? To pay they bills or they lawyer fees (huh) I learned something, I ain't giving y'all a dime I'll give you something worth more―that's my time I ain't dropping stacks, I'm dropping knowledge Unless it's for my nieces and nephews to go to college And hit me on the phone, hit me up Like, "Uncle Bob, where you at? Yeah, I know your pockets fat but I don't give a fuck 'bout that I'm glad we family" (uh) We a half-breed family, yeah, yeah, uh [Interlude] Man, see, I remember when I was like fifteen years old And my dad took me to the studio I know this is random, I'm tryna take you guys through it, right? And, I'll never forget it, I had like eight rhyme books He'll tell you―he'll tell you, man I just, I went through them motherfuckers I was rapping for like fifteen minutes straight And that was my first time, yo I was like tenth grade, in the studio And I knew that this was what I wanted to do I knew it [Verse 4] I knew it ever since I first saw Kill Bill I been flowin' like that blood, Uma Thurman spilled None other than the RZA, yeah he did the soundtrack And then I discovered Wu-Tang soon as I found that And then Big L, Mos Def, and Nas, it wouldn't no turning back I couldn't change it if I tried, homie, how 'bout that? See, I'm a student of the game, so simple and plain But I'ma to take it back to before I ever sat first class on a plane [Interlude] I was in College Park, right? Well I guess, technically, if you wanna go before that I was uh, I was living in Germantown Uh, nah, actually it was Montgomery Village Back in Maryland, I was living in my sister's basement And then some shit happened, you know, she kicked me out It was Christmas, whatever, I love you Genie Anyway, so shit happened, and then I just kept it pushing You know, I was homeless for a little while, whatever, you know I went, uh, I stayed at my mentor's house, Solomon Uh, and then I stayed back at my―my godparents' house Mary Jo and Bernie, I love y'all Uh, Mary Jo, I'm sorry, back when I used to smoke I would steal the shit out of your cigarettes I love you, I'm sorry about that, but You remember―always she would let me record I'd always be recording in the attic or wherever I could, so I love you―thank you for supporting me there But then, she was like, "You gotta get the fuck outta here" too After a while, she gave me some time But like, I was twenty years old at this point She was like, "Nah, you gotta get the fuck outta here and do something with your life" And this was right around the time that I opened up my first show ever for Ghostface Killah man In Gaithersburg, right in Old Town The shit was insane, I'll never forget it And that's where I met my boy Lenny, Big Lenbo, wassup!? That's right, man, we just started kicking it and hanging He lived in College Park, and before I knew it I was living with him―I was living with him in his basement And this was right around the time I met 6ix And 6ix was going to the University of Maryland at the time, which was right down the street So I'd always go to their dorm room I remember―there was nights I would just crash in the dorm when we was making beats We was doing all types of shit man When we first got out, we did the first Young Sinatra And now we on the fourth Young Sinatra, motherfucker! That shit is crazy man And I remember like, I used to steal quarters from Lenny just so I could go to the 7-11 to eat And he was like, "You idiot, why are you stealing? Just ask me, bro" And I was supposed to get a job, I was―see, I was sleeping in, uh, his basement on the couch Which is the―the, the cover to my first album, Under Pressure Shout out Cathy, shout out the Rosado family, all my beautiful brown people! We made it, it's crazy But nah, nah, listen, I'm getting ahead of myself, I'm getting ahead of myself So like, I was staying with him and I was supposed to get a job, right? And he was like, "Yo, you gotta get a fucking job, bro" Things were going so good with the music that we kinda stopped talking about it It seemed like every week something new was happening And I just sat him down one day and I was like, "Look bro, I―please, like, can you just give me one year, like just give me one year, man, let me put everything into this, and if I don't get it, fuck it, I'll just submit, and I'll just blend into society." And he was like, "Bro I'ma give you one year" And for one year him, his family, all his homies, Benny, everybody man! They took care of me, they put―he put clothes on my back, he put food in my stomach You know, he helped me with microphones, and recording And yo, almost a year to the fucking day bro, I signed to Def Jam And my man, he was a land surveyor, out there like making sure all the buildings get built Rain, snow, sleet, all that shit for twelve years, dawg! And when I signed my deal I said, "Fuck that! Quit your job, we're moving to LA!" This shit was crazy, so we get to LA We're staying off Coldwater Canyon Alta Mesa, in studio city, man And I'm going to the studio with No I.D. every day And uhh, like, shit is crazy That's the first time I met Cole, yo shout out Cole, that's my fucking boy Big Sean, all these homies, man, that I met, it was crazy Don Cannon, everybody That's when I first met Kev Bobby, my engineer―what up Bobby? It was just like, life was insane I dropped, uh, Young Sinatra: Undeniable, and that was crazy That was insane, 'cause that was the first time [Verse 5] Me and my boys ever hit the road On the real, you know we went from zero to overload Performing in front of the fans, had they hands waving This is all I ever wanted, this is all I'm craving Me and my boy Chris shocked the game Two visionaries on a mission, shit ain't been the same Some ups and downs came around, had a lot of problems But no matter what happen, you know we always solve 'em Yeah, we always solve 'em, like [Interlude] Man, it's kinda crazy thinking about it though Like, so much has happened yo And I mean shit, by the time y'all are hearing this, I'm 28 I'm 27 while I'm recording it I mean, right now, literally, I'm working on Bobby Tarantino, Ultra 85, Young Sinatra IV And a whole bunch of other shit, man this is crazy! Acting, writing, like I'm just so, I can't believe I'm here, man We grinded for so long, we worked for so long, yo And motherfuckers, they hate you, man They try to make me feel bad about how I look, how I speak How I rap, how I act, my race, my everything They just―they, they fucking hate you man They'll hate you when you in this position But you can't let 'em―you can't let 'em, you can't let that shit get to you man Continue to persevere, continue to be the best you you can be 'Cause I'm here right now man, best friends I got everything I could ever want man Even though you always want more deep down And you got goals deep down, that's great, but fuck that shit I'm so happy, I'm so blessed, man So if you're listening to this right now No matter how old you are, how young you are Whether you on the school bus headed to get your education Or you driving home from work pissed off at your boss Just, man, just please do what you love in life So many people, they always say, how, "Oh, you know, I would do this―but," or "I can't, because" And you already fucking lost, they lost And I felt bad for that person 'cause that person will never make it "I would, but I don't have the money," "I would, but I don't have the time" Fuck that, you gotta do it man You gotta do what makes you happy You have to live selfishly in that aspect Stop worrying about others, stop freaking out Just focus on yourself, man, and your own happiness That's the realest thing And that's all I can tell you, because You can't help anybody else until you help yourself, you know what I'm saying? So please, put the―put the mask on first, like they say on the airplane, 'cus Put your―put your own motherfucking mask on And go do it man Go do it, just live your life [Outro] I love y'all, thank you so much for tuning in Uh, I hope you've enjoyed this Young Sinatra experience, I know I have Uh, this is prolly gon' be the last one though Uh, this gon' be the last one for sure I'm coming back with some fun, but, I don't know I love you guys! Ultra 85's gonna be crazy! I mean, crazy! Bobby Tarantino's that trap shit, woo! We took 'em back with this boom bap Now we, we finna head to the future We ain't scared, we make music for everybody, you know what I mean? I love y'all―look at that Murrland accent coming out I don't know why, every time I get on the mic that Murrland accent "Go ahead 'cuh," job like all day, boy, you sound like Wale, back of your neck I love y'all so much RattPack Yeah, yeah Yeah!