You and I—we've been through a lot together. And I look back and I just—uh—I appreciate all the times that we had together. You know? I remember just going down in my room and—you know—dealing—tryna deal with some things. And you've always been there for that. Always, just me and you You and I been best friends ever since I was a young kid Everything we did, where has time went? Got a lot of years coming up ahead of us and ever since we met I knew we'd get somewhere But the fact is I ain't really, I ain't really know when I don't really know how either But I can feel the goosebumps my skin, writin' I've been waiting for the moment You and I can make it happen Lot of people think we ain't gon' make it rapping I ain't got a problem with 'em though they don't even matter We ain't looking for the people tryna say that we the baddest No, I never liked that Came a long way never did it for the money We ever make it big, I'm 'a give it to the family Looking back now everything is lookin' funny You and I in the room writing Up late when the mood strikes us We don't care if they do like us Writing songs for the haters we ain't even got yet Free-styling. Somebody turn the mic up Talking 'bout things we don't really understand Talking 'bout things we don't really comprehend Me and you tryna get it we ain't quitting 'til the end Now I'm standing on stage tryna give it to the fans Ah! We took that karaoke machine from my room and—ah. We—we put it up to the CD player and played the instrumentals Man, we've come a long way, a long way I made a lot of mistakes You've been there for the whole thing Help me with the drama Rapping in the car outside daily We don't care if it's the winter We don't care if it's the summer I remember writing raps with the curse words I just wanna hear it, seems like everybody does it Did it for awhile wasn't into all the cussin' Tried to find who I was Being everything I wasn't Real life yeah! Got a lot of anger You know where I'm at Put it all over the pages And wrote it into raps, Said that we could be amazing If I give us a chance Now I'm looking round like, "Yeah, look at where we at" Look at where we at now we ain't made it yet But they can hear us in the background coming Some are gonna hate it, some are gonna love it I'm 'a put it in His hands and let God do the judging, yeah Remember me and you always had you in the backpack Took you into school Writing on you like it's not a lot of people in the room See me scribble on a page but they ain't got a clue Nah they ain't got a clue, We're at the beginning hoping someday you and I can say We made it and we did it You ain't nothing but a notepad to me, Who you kidding? I'm just running out of space I'll be back in a minute Turn the page, homie You know what's crazy is? This just started as something that was an escape for us. You know? And now I look around and there's a lot of people out there going through the same things—you know?—we've been through. Now this music we write is actually making an impact. It's crazy NF Real Music