[Intro: Cyrus] Wrote this when I was high Ego on the ground My time is pa**ing by I just hope that I'm around I wanna make you proud I wanna sell some records, without selling out I hope it's not too late, yeah Please tell me it's not too late, too late... [Verse 1: Cyrus] I been going for a minute, hold up Gave em' 7, guess we gotta warm up You love Cyrus, but I hate his reflection Not the kind of gla** that I like to pour up I don't play anybody my old sh** I don't even know half the words of my shows If this sh** wasn't real, then it won't be I'd rather sell my heart than to give you my soul I had to sit over conversation Cheated on 3, but that d**h ain't patient I just hit the bong off the coffee table Cause I ain't gettin' high off of likes and favorites I don't give a f** about an Instant Grammy You wanna get a picture? Don't Instagram me Got a few singles right around the corner Think it might be time that you understand me Yeah, yeah, yeah [Hook: Cyrus] Spend that time, in all the news Hope you know that, I'm coming soon from that Northside, that northside, that north... That northside, that northside, I know.. I'll see you soon [Hook: Cyrus] From that northside, that northside, that north... That northside, that northside, I know...I'll see you soon