[Intro] Yeah New face Same hunger Turn me up [Verse 1] First show Still tag on the laces Still late bills stacked in the basement Mom praying “Boy Please be patient” Phone blowing up with the fake congratulations Uber to the booth Had to budget every ride Writing on receipts I was plotting every line Teacher used to say I’d be nothing but a crime Now they screenshot my name Send it down the timeline [Chorus] I’m a rookie of the block But I move like I’ve been here Whole city on my back They gon’ feel me in both ears Came up out the little room Turned it to a frontier If they sleeping on the kid I’ma wake ’em up this year Rookie of the block Rookie of the block Rookie of the block But I move like I’ve been here If they sleeping on the kid I’ma wake ’em up this year [Verse 2] Three phones Still cracked on the edges New buzz Same crew Same pledges Homies say “Don’t fold under pressure” I just let the hate talk turn into leverage Promoter wanna cut Label wanna cut too Everybody hungry when your numbers go boom But I remember group chats They were making those jokes Now the same usernames tryna ride on the road [Chorus] [Bridge] [low vocal register] Whole life on the line for a verse and a dream Still that kid eating noodles with a hole in his jeans Now they ask how it feel How it feel “You the one” [falsetto] I’m just getting warmed up This the sound of day one [Chorus]