Know my name

Yeah) Nights I’d write up all the pain, yeah

(Woo) Countin’ lessons, count the rain

Chorus:

Notes on my name, they fold it, they fold it (yeah)

Paper got my story, every dollar told it (uh)

Counted up the nights I was cold and I molded (molded)

Now they sign for me, swear they know how I hold it (yeah)

Notes on my name, they fold it, they fold it

Keep the circle tight, don’t let the snake show it

Verse 1:

Came from nothin’, pocket lint and dreams (dreams)

Mama prayin’ hard, I was chasin’ different schemes (schemes)

Street lights taught me how to speak in quiet means

Learned to move correct, watch the ice, watch the gleam

Got receipts for every step that I took (took)

Every late night hustle, every closed-up book (book)

Enemies smile while they read my look

But I keep the pen sharp, never overlook (never)

Stack the paper, but the paper ain’t the end

It’s the notes from the block and the letters from friends

You fold it up, yeah, then you fold it again

I wrote my future down, then I signed it with sin

Pre-Chorus:

Ridin’ through the city with the top down low

All these notes on my name, they start to show

They don’t know the nights I couldn’t even blow

Now they wanna shine, but they never saw the road

Chorus:

Notes on my name, they fold it, they fold it (fold it)

Paper got my story, every dollar told it (told it)

Counted up the nights I was cold and I molded (molded)

Now they sign for me, swear they know how I hold it (hold it)

Notes on my name, they fold it, they fold it

Keep the circle tight, don’t let the snake show it

Verse 2:

Money talk but loyalty louder (louder)

Real ones beside me, feel the vibe when the hour’s

Come to test, we press, we don’t cower (nah)

Turn the pain to a note, every scar is a flower

Wrote a line for my kid, told him stay honest

Told him chase the dream, don’t let pain stop it

Some nights I cried, some nights I watched profit

But I never sold my soul, that’s the dopest deposit

Foreign flights, new heights, still the same name

Different city, same hunger, still the same frame

They collect the paper, never collect the pain

But I sign every note like I’m signin’ my name

Bridge:

Write a note to the past, burn it in the flame (flame)

Write a note to the future, tell ’em we came (came)

Every fold, every crease got a story to claim

Notes on my name — never just paper and grain

Chorus (big):

Notes on my name, they fold it, they fold it (yeah)

Paper got my story, every dollar told it (told it)

Counted up the nights I was cold and I molded (molded)

Now they sign for me, swear they know how I hold it (hold it)

Notes on my name, they fold it, they fold it

Keep the circle tight, don’t let the snake show it

Outro:

(Yeah) Keep them notes close — that’s the proof, that’s the frame

(Yeah) Folded up stories, but I changed up the game

Notes on my name — remember where I came

Keep ’em tucked, keep ’em real, keep ’em callin’ my name (woo)