INDUSTRY BABY

D-D-Daytrip took it to ten hey Baby back ayy couple racks ayy Couple Grammys on him couple plaques ayy That's a fact ayy throw it back ayy Throw it back ayy And this one is for the champions I ain't lost since I began yeah Funny how you said it was the end yeah Then I went did it again yeah I told you long ago on the road I got what they waiting for I don't run from nothing dog Get your soldiers tell 'em I ain't layin' low You was never really rooting for me anyway When I'm back up at the top I wanna hear you say He don't run from nothin' dog Get your soldiers tell 'em that the break is over Uh need to uh Need to get this album done 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 hah I'm a pop nigga like Bieber hah I don't fuck bitches I'm queer hah But these niggas bitches like Madea yeah yeah yeah ayy Yeah 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 yeah And this one is for the champions I ain't lost since I began yeah Funny how you said it was the end yeah Then I went did it again yeah I told you long ago on the road I got what they waiting for I got what they're waiting for I don't run from nothing dog Get your soldiers tell 'em I ain't layin' low Bitch I ain't runnin' from nowhere You was never really rooting for me anyway Ooh ooh When I'm back up at the top I wanna hear you say Ooh ooh He don't run from nothin' dog Get your soldiers tell 'em that the break is over 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 Mmm 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' toasts 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 Turned 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 didn't peak 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 waiting for I got what they waiting for I don't run from nothing dog Get your soldiers tell 'em I ain't layin' low Bitch I ain't runnin' from nowhere You was never really rooting for me anyway When I'm back up at the top I wanna hear you say He don't run from nothin' dog Get your soldiers tell 'em that the break is over Yeah I'm the industry baby mmm I'm the industry baby Yeah