[Intro] Hello? Hello? Is anybody up here? Ah, f** Where the hell am I? What, what is this? Ah Welcome Just a lil bit Look bruh [Hook] I'm tryna live life f** where I am I'm tryna live life Well, here go the plan Ay, ay this a toast To all my people in the room out livin' it And this a toast To nobody in the room forgettin' it This sh** is sincerely Tory [Verse 1] How did we, uh, how did we get here? Is it cold out? Is it wet there? Where the f** are we? Did we pay for this? Is it jet fare? Nah, this is full from the heart, this a n***a art n***a this, n***a that, this a n***a bar, what? Right before that n***a start I like to state, this is where that fake sh** depart I'm Mr. Cool Man, dropped outta school man The long bread, never caught dead at a school dance That's what they call me But if I had a dollar for all the times that the f**in' school sh** stalled me n***a I'da been rich now with two in the tin house The view of the penthouse, a slu in the French blouse The rootings of life is in the booth when I write I speak my mind and I'm sure that I say the truth to the mic I'm in my air call yaredals with Mrs. Long Hair With her lipstick smeared on, her bra strap near gone That don't even sound right but your sh** sound like Nah, not even a sound byte Man it ain't worth it, man it ain't worth sh** I made some bad choices 'cause damn, I ain't perfect I know when this come out they'll be like, “Damn you ain't heard this” And when your sh** come out they'll be like, “I ain't heard worse sh**” My back to the bullsh**, I'm back to my business I'm crunchin' my numbers like I was back to my fitness And you catchin' feelings, n***a, I'm catchin' your b**h a** 'Cause all my n***as fly like we tryna get jetlag, I'm gone I'm gone I'm gone Gone So gone [Hook] I'm tryna live life Motherf** where I am I'm tryna live life Well here goes the plan This sh** is sincerely Tory