Oh my, wanna see that cosign, yeah Oh my, wanna see that cosign, yeah Oh my, wanna see that cosign, yeah Oh my, wanna see that cosign, yeah Everybody waitin' for that cosign Better be careful, you might run into a close line When I get money, I'ma travel to the coastline Isn't it funny how these labels actin' like dummies Tellin' these fables when they really tryna take our soul Remember, you can never sacrifice control Lil' homie, you a business, never let him take your vision Holy water in my system, on a mission Crossing up my competition, get the look up out the kitchen Me and my pop, the figure never talk Leave on our people, I'm comin' at the block Whenever I see him, we barely communicate Sitting on phones, we're runnin' up the clock I know he love me, but he barely show it And often I feel like I just can't cope I'm hooked on the music, feedin' for the dope And I'ma protect it, it's my only hope No, but I'm blessed You try to step to me, it ain't no contest When I make music, I don't feel it, no stress And that's something you can never repress I'm gon' get my success, yeah Oh my, wanna see that cosign, yeah Oh my, wanna see that cosign, yeah Oh my, wanna see that cosign, yeah Oh my, wanna see that cosign, yeah Oh my, wanna see that cosign Tryna keep us sublime before we run out of time Ain't no missin' the maker when there's a mark on the paper Just give in to the takers and take a break when you make it like Woah, woah-woah-woah, woah-woah-woah Woah, woah-woah-woah Hurry up, child, won't you hurry up, child? Take the cup, child, time is runnin' up, child Woah, woah-woah-woah, woah-woah-woah Woah, woah-woah-woah Hurry up, child, won't you hurry up, child? Take the cup, child, time is runnin' up, child Yeah, yeah Oh my, I wanna see that gold sign, yeah Oh my, I wanna see that gold sign, yeah Oh my, I wanna see that gold sign, yeah Oh my, I wanna see that gold sign, yeah Oh my, I wanna see that gold sign, yeah Oh my, I wanna see that gold sign, yeah Oh my, I wanna see that gold sign, yeah Oh my, I wanna see that gold sign, yeah Oh my, I wanna see that gold sign, yeah When I was five, I told my mom I wanted to be cool, aka white She proceeded to march down to the school and tell him off Like, how you let this happen? How you let this black boy think he was born unnatural Cause of the complexion of your children's glasses They said, apologies, oh Mrs. Aquilona We assure you, we are liberal We let our children know about the civil rights struggle And everything related So we're bewildered by the basis Of that narrative that you've created So mom said, screw it And enrolled me in a book club with kids akin to me And taught me about my history And taught me who I'm meant to be And taught me what Azemdy means And said, my son, whenever you become misguided You can send for me I went to school and got miseducated about whiteness Like what it means and what it does and who is not invited To prosperity, disparity of the youth divided I spent all my years dragging myself to where my peers were guided Clouds filling my eyelids Jaded from living blind that I sit in silence And contemplate my mental state Till now I've been contriving To get my name in gold plates and start pasting papers I can sign it Will a cosign from a label show I'm more than able? Or from white America get me a seat at the table? Or from Ivy Leagues make all my finances stable? Or from my family finally show that I'm a staple? So I've been chasing acceptance since before I could help it Acceptance from God make me spiritually wealthy Acceptance from all my peers gon' keep my ego held But now I realize I don't have acceptance from myself Help me