Industry Baby

Day-Day-Daytrip took it to ten, hey

Baby back, ay
Couple racks, ay
Couple Grammys on him
Couple plaques, ay
That's a fact, ay
Throw it back, ay
Throw it back, ay

And this one is for the champions
I ain't lost since I began, yuh
Funny how you said it was the end, yuh
Then I went, did it again, yuh

I told you long ago on the road
I got what they waitin' for
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 nothing, dog
Get your soldiers
Tell 'em that the break is over

Uh, need a
Uh, need to get this album done
Need a couple number ones
Need a plaque on every song
Need me 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, ay (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, yuh

And this one is for the champions
I ain't lost since I began, yuh
Funny how you said it was the end, yuh
Then I went, did it again, yuh

I told you long ago on the road
I got what they waitin' for (I got what they waitin' for)
Don't run from nothing, dog
Get your soldiers
Tell 'em I ain't layin' low (Bitch, I ain't running 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 nothing, 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 getting too flashy
Y'all shouldn't have let the world gas me
It's too late, cause I'm here to stay
And these girls know that I'm nasty
I sent her back to her boyfriend
With my handprint on her ass cheek

City talking, we taking notes
Tell 'em all to keep making posts
Wish he could, but he can't get close
OG's so proud of me
That he choking up while he making toasts
I'm the type that you can't control
Said I would, then I made it so

I don't clear up rumors (Ay)
Where's y'all sense of humor (Ay)
I'm done making 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 coming soon
But just like Oklahoma
Mine is coming sooner
I'm just a late bloomer
I didn't peak in high school
I'm still out here getting cuter
All these social networks and computers
Got these pussies walking 'round
Like they ain't losers

I told you long ago on the road
I got what they waitin' for (I got what they waitin' for)
Don't run from nothing, dog
Get your soldiers
Tell 'em I ain't layin' low (Bitch, I ain't running 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 nothing, dog
Get your soldiers
Tell 'em that the break is over (Yeah)

I'm the industry baby
I'm the industry baby (Yeah)