OG now

When I step in the booth it's something ludicrous

You already know Houdini couldn't do this shit

I disappear they wonder what happen

I'm like a ghost opera phantom

I ain't got a phantom yet but I see the stars in the sky

I got stars in my eyes

But you know the shades is on so I can't get blind

From all the haters tryna throw shade

Maybe I should step back to the days where niggas used dap and call people mack

And call people jack and was really player

And you know it was like put it in the air

Those were the days