"archive" lyrics

Yeah, Romani, yeah (Keep that, Paryo)

I'm tryna touch the stars, I'm tryna get up
I'm tryna get a bag, she wanna get love
She wanna lie to me, she wanna get defensive
(Yeah, woah, yeah, woah, yeah, woah, yeah, woah)
What did you expect? Told you I was next
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
My closet is archive, told him, "Catch me outside"
(Uh, uh, yeah)

When you really goin' up, they gon' try to bring you down
When they doin' bad things, they gon' try to bring you 'round
When my demons pullin' up, you gon' hear them hollow sounds
While I'm kickin' back, I could get you knocked off
I'm tryna spend some racks and take my family to Top Golf
When I step out the crib, they all know who the top dawg
When I hop in that Lexus, I'm takin' the top off
(Yeah, woah, yeah)

I'm tryna touch the stars, I'm tryna get up
I'm tryna get a bag, she wanna get love
She wanna lie to me, she wanna get defensive
(Yeah, woah, yeah, woah, yeah, woah, yeah, woah)
What did you expect? Told you I was next
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
My closet is archive, told him, "Catch me outside"
(Uh, uh, yeah)

My closet is archive (My closet is archive)