Drew

[Intro: Ruth B.]

I am a Lost Boy from Neverland

Usually hanging out with Peter Pan

And when we're bored, we play in the woods

Always on the run from Captain Hook

"Run, run, Lost Boy", they say to me

"Away from all of reality"

[Verse 1: Nardo Wick]

What's up WickMan? How're you doing?

I fuck with your style, and I really like your music

You're one of the only rappers that influence me

I'm prolly your biggest fan, dog, keep doing what you're doin'

And by the way, my name is Andrew

But you ain't gotta call me that, all my friends call me Drew

My sister to get mad 'cause I'm always playing you

She'd rather hear some R&B, she said she don't understand you

But I had to tell her it's not meant for her

She ain't connected like me and you are, so the music just don't get to her

One time she tried to turn you off, I got in a fight with her

We're usually good, but when it comes to you, man I can't stand her

I try to buy all new shoes I see you're wearin' in your pictures on Instagram

Put some on, just cost too much

I got some pictures of you, put 'em on the wall in my room

My friends say I do too much

I wanna rap too, but I ain't got the money right now

I'm thinking 'bout gettin' a gun, so I can go out and rob

I know you said you did it too, I wanna give it a try

I want to make a way, I don't wanna be broke inside

But I've been wearin' masks everywhere I go, kinda makes me feel cool

I did some research and found your address, you're only two hours away

One of these nights I'm gonna come and meet you

I really fuck wit' you, Wickman

When we'll meet, we'll prolly be best friends, I'm serious

Can't wait to shake hands

In my eyes, you're one of the greatest, man

From, Drew

[Bridge: Ruth B.]

I am a Lost Boy from Neverland

Usually hanging out with Peter Pan

And when we're bored, we play in the woods

Always on the run from Captain Hook

"Run, run, Lost Boy", they say to me

"Away from all of reality"

[Verse 2: Nardo Wick]

What's up Drew? I just got through reading your letter

I'm sorry that I took so long

You a fan, It ain't nothing wrong with pics on your wall

Tell your friends you ain't doing nothin' wrong

Don't fight your sister over me, you prolly played the wrong songs

Remember she a girl, let her hear, "Baby, what you doing?"

I'm thankful to have you as a fan

It make me feel good to know that I have an influence

I don't influence you to rob, don't do it, yeah, I did it

But I was young, and really dumb

I don't want you doin' nothing bad to try to make a way

What's your CashApp? I'll send you some

Right now I'm workin' on the album, when I drop it, I hope you'd like it

I let my brothers hear it, they got excited

I'll send some merch too, so you don't have to buy it

And here's the number you can call, so you don't have to write me

And don't come to my house, man, I'm paranoid anyway

But I'll get you tickets to the show

About two months ago someone was in my yard, with a mask

I think he was tryna home invade, I had to shoot him

I'll make sure your tickets are V.I.P., so you can shake my hand and chill with me backstage

And you don't got to wear a mask to feel cool, you're already cool

It's just the thought, wait—

[Interlude]

(Phone rings)

Hello!

Ma', you know the incident that happened at my house?

Mm, you talkin' 'bout when you shot that boy in your yard?

Yes, ma'am, you ever got his name?

The news said his name was, "Andrew"

[Outro: Ruth B.]

I am a Lost Boy from Neverland

Usually hanging out with Peter Pan

And when we're bored, we play in the woods

Always on the run from Captain Hook

"Run, run, Lost Boy", they say to me

"Away from all of reality"