Solo

[Chorus]
All grey everything, standing in the pouring rain
Waiting for my solo, 'bout to hit my dolo
Never got my chain, just some braids and this polo
I had to escape from the Matrix code though

[Verse 1]
I had to shave my dome and bounce back like a yo-yo
I behave 'cause people always taking photo
Shit been craze, I called mama telephono
She said, "Baby boy really Frodo on the low low"
Marco Polo with my emotions, I'm controlled by mad devotion
I'm enrolled in black culture
I'm a student of Danny Ocean

[Chorus]
All grey everything, standing in the pouring rain
Waiting for my solo, 'bout to hit my dolo
Never got my chain, just some braids and this polo
I had to escape from the Matrix code though

[Bridge]
Ones and zeros in mass amounts
If I am the one, what all these zeros be talking 'bout
I hear 'em speaking like they got a couple cash accounts
I hear 'em speaking despite the fact that I block 'em out

[Hook]
All grey everything, standing in the pouring rain
Waiting for my solo

[Verse 2]
Who really the meanest, who really gon' mean it
Who really believe it, til you up and you peakin'
Til it's Coachella weekend, til you've met The Weeknd
Not on some meet and greetin'
When management call your phone, say you fly out this weekend
And you kissing yo' girl 'cause she hate to see you leaving
What it really mean?
Am I really there? Am I really king?