I wish I could be black and white

But it’s a little grey...on the mic tonight

I’m taking flight here if that’s all right

But I’m not makin’ it like a break in

I’m just achin’ to take in this new air tonight



Killin’ it, stealin’ it, fealin’ chill with it, don’t turn it down

Trackin’ it, we’re the syndicate of trap music, yeah we underground

Track on track to the outcome of an album, we IMmortal now

Yeah we IMmortal now

(How’d that turn out?)



Night, we’ve got one night

To take what’s left and make it right, so…

We’re not holding back tonight

We’re not holding back tonight

We’ve been polite; 

We’ve been held back and told that it’s right, but no...

This is our night tonight

This is our night tonight


(This is our night, tonight)



Turn up the night like stealin’ the mic, we’re doin’ it right

The flow comes Faster Than You Know tonight

Taking Off, F-35 mach one in flight

Ensign stripe droppin’ bombs left and right



G-G-Get up, Get set, don’t think, forget

You’ve come this far and yet, keep thinking, “A-A-Are We There Yet?”

Yeah, we’ve reached our destination sensation

It’s more like musical mutation, but it got us our rep-reputation.



Night, we’ve got one night

To take what’s left and make it right, so…

We’re not holding back tonight

We’re not holding back tonight

We’ve been polite; 

We’ve been held back and told that it’s right, but no...

This is our night tonight

This is our night tonight


(This is our night, tonight)

(This is our night, tonight)