[Intro: Eryn Allen Kane]
That's all in my life, uh dum dum day, dum don't lie
Nah say, dow, da-da-da down
(He come in with that bass line that sound so, like... '90s)

[Verse 1: Daveed Diggs]
Them eyes is peekin' back out from the mirror lookin' bloodshot
Plus they carry baggage now, the travelin' it don't stop
Rapped in every venue from the White House to the dope spot
Old enough to know all that experience don't show I know a goddamn thing
Got a hot damn singin' that she love me, I should probably find a rock
But she don't apply no pressure, she a diamond too
We been out here shinin' on these motherfuckin' times like they wasn't the most violent
Eyes open, I opine something 'bout how the world is blind
If that were the case I would be just fine
But it feels like I'm being watched most the time
By these kids up on they Twitters who are suddenly my fans
And I do it to myself because I do it for the 'gram
And the whole fam still push grams but I don't post those pics
I'd rather keep they hands clean, I don't see 'em often no more
I got a doctor on tour sayin' not to talk any more
Mouthpiece the only piece that still don't got a lock on the drawer
I use it till only a whisper left and then fall to the floor, ugh

[Chorus: Eryn Allen Kane]
At this point in my life, don't do no good to tell me lies
'Cause I'm gonna see right through ya, I'm gonna see right through ya, ah
At this point in my life, don't do no good to tell me lies
'Cause I'm gonna see right through ya, I'm gonna see right through ya, uh

[Verse 2: Rafael Casal]
You can all have it, cruisin' automatic
Bitterest pomegranate everywhere that you go
I got no time for such inspecting, don't expect no clue so
I am highly affected by that inauthentic a ho, so let go
But if I may say so, no angel, where the God my halo?
Been demonizin' from the days when my papa jump around and lay low
When coppas took apart my patnas, they locked us up for chasin' pesos
On blocks where the neighbors stay broke, everybody raised by abuelos
So now we're cut tougher than cinder
Blocks they put your car on when you lookin' where your rims were
That's the kind of thinkin' that got me through all these winters
Skinny so I'm ready round my junkyard like a pincher, get the picture bitch

[Interlude: Rafael Casal & Eryn Allen Kane]
At this point in my life, I done told Diggs about a hundred motherfuckin' times. I'm not waitin' for nobody to tell me when to go. And I damn sure ain't waitin' for nobody to give me "No"
(No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, huh)

[Chorus: Eryn Allen Kane, Samora Pinderhughes, Matthew Santos & Emmy Raver-Lampman]
At this point in my life, don't do no good to tell me lies
'Cause I'm gonna see right through ya, I'm gonna see right through ya
At this point in my life, don't do no good to tell me lies
'Cause I'm gonna see right through ya (I'm gonna see it, I'm gonna see through ya)
At this point in my life, don't do no good to tell me lies
'Cause I'm gonna see right through ya, I'm gonna see right through ya (I'm gonna see it, I'm gonna see through ya)
At this point in my life, don't need no good to tell me lies
'Cause I'm gonna see right through ya (I'm gonna see it, I'm gonna see through ya)

[Outro: Chris Lee]
At this point in my life, won't be no good, I'm gonna see it
At this point, I'm gonna see right through ya, oh
I'm gonna see, oh yeah
I'm gonna see right through ya
See ya, see ya
See ya, see ya
See, yeah, see