The News / Destination (feat. WørstHUGH)
I got news (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Woah
I'm the type to never rush around on my progress (woah, woah, okay)
Tryna get to know me, well, just tap into my projects (okay)
I couldn't even grieve for my own worth, turned to an object (okay)
That was all news, spun it through so many times, I'm nauseous (okay)
Blank face to the ceiling (yeah), that must be my process (yeah)
New chapters is all I see, shorty really wanna dissect these thoughts like they don't come lightly
Gotta put me in scenarios and I always tell them that I'm come lightly
Woah, yeah, that signal's how they call on me
Love when the pressure is all on me
New updates to the lifestyle, when I hit your phone, there's no caller ID
Blanco made the beat, tell him it's so heat, it just might cauterize me
Yeah, okay, last year's had to do it on my own
This time, you can see by how it's shown
Scars in me, I just might be like Al Capone
Verse first, so I gotta set the tone
Can't even compete with me, you'd be a drone
Pull up on me and I leave the scene alone
They don't know what's always deeper than the bones
Yeah, okay, you a pick me type and it shows
I'ma pull up all black like crows
Never been about relax, type cold
I'm bout to hang up these racks like clothes
Another chapter like, uh, yeah
Another chapter just like I spoke
Word of mouth, heard my verse brings feasts
Yeah, okay, Blanco 'bout to send the deets
Callin' all bros, tell them everybody eats
Destination, so I'm on
On the way, on the way, on the way, on the way
Tell them that I'm on
On the way, on the way, on the way, on the way
Tell them that I'm on the way, yeah
Tell them that we're on the way, yeah
Yeah, I'm the type to never rush around on my progress
Tryna get to know me, well, just tap into my projects
I couldn't even grieve for my own worth, turned to an object
That was all news, spun it through so many times, I'm nauseous
Blank face to the ceiling, that must be my process
That must be my process
Woah
That must be my process
New heights, new clothes
New shorty, new shows
New sites, new levels
New money, new growth
New bank, new whip, new problems
New lessons, new games, new calls
New message, new phone, new applause
New me, new skin, new cause
New mind, new space, new flaws
New homies, new friends, new laws
New features, new flows, new calls
New things I need to say
I am new
I am new
I am new
I am new, I am new
I am new
How you gonna fill your circle up with people that'll lie to your face
Why you never wanna level up your situation in the same place
When does someone ever have to save you without disappointment on their face
When's it time for you to go and treat this life just like you runnin' up a race
I've always been the type, you know the song and the slap and you hear that okay
Okay, okay
If you can't reach your location, then I gotta close up the case
Woah, woah
New, new, new, new
New, new, new, new
New, new, new, new
New, new, new
Woah
I'm the type to never rush around on my progress (woah, woah, okay)
Tryna get to know me, well, just tap into my projects (okay)
I couldn't even grieve for my own worth, turned to an object (okay)
That was all news, spun it through so many times, I'm nauseous (okay)
Blank face to the ceiling (yeah), that must be my process (yeah)
New chapters is all I see, shorty really wanna dissect these thoughts like they don't come lightly
Gotta put me in scenarios and I always tell them that I'm come lightly
Woah, yeah, that signal's how they call on me
Love when the pressure is all on me
New updates to the lifestyle, when I hit your phone, there's no caller ID
Blanco made the beat, tell him it's so heat, it just might cauterize me
Yeah, okay, last year's had to do it on my own
This time, you can see by how it's shown
Scars in me, I just might be like Al Capone
Verse first, so I gotta set the tone
Can't even compete with me, you'd be a drone
Pull up on me and I leave the scene alone
They don't know what's always deeper than the bones
Yeah, okay, you a pick me type and it shows
I'ma pull up all black like crows
Never been about relax, type cold
I'm bout to hang up these racks like clothes
Another chapter like, uh, yeah
Another chapter just like I spoke
Word of mouth, heard my verse brings feasts
Yeah, okay, Blanco 'bout to send the deets
Callin' all bros, tell them everybody eats
Destination, so I'm on
On the way, on the way, on the way, on the way
Tell them that I'm on
On the way, on the way, on the way, on the way
Tell them that I'm on the way, yeah
Tell them that we're on the way, yeah
Yeah, I'm the type to never rush around on my progress
Tryna get to know me, well, just tap into my projects
I couldn't even grieve for my own worth, turned to an object
That was all news, spun it through so many times, I'm nauseous
Blank face to the ceiling, that must be my process
That must be my process
Woah
That must be my process
New heights, new clothes
New shorty, new shows
New sites, new levels
New money, new growth
New bank, new whip, new problems
New lessons, new games, new calls
New message, new phone, new applause
New me, new skin, new cause
New mind, new space, new flaws
New homies, new friends, new laws
New features, new flows, new calls
New things I need to say
I am new
I am new
I am new
I am new, I am new
I am new
How you gonna fill your circle up with people that'll lie to your face
Why you never wanna level up your situation in the same place
When does someone ever have to save you without disappointment on their face
When's it time for you to go and treat this life just like you runnin' up a race
I've always been the type, you know the song and the slap and you hear that okay
Okay, okay
If you can't reach your location, then I gotta close up the case
Woah, woah
New, new, new, new
New, new, new, new
New, new, new, new
New, new, new
Credits
Writer(s): Grant Walton
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
Other Album Tracks
© 2025 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.