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My Last Words
X.I.B. Lyrics


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(Let me lock in)
(And if I die, I think they gon' need em a stadium)
(Bring out the city to my shit to show I made it)
(My music got these hating niggas going crazy)
(Pray everyday that I can make it home safely)
(And if I die, I think they gon' need em a stadium)
(Bring out the city to my shit to show I made it)
(My music got these hating niggas going crazy)
(Pray everyday that I can make it home safely)
Been in the streets like I don't need no education
I'm well protected know the gang like the navy
Keep a 30, that bitch rock but I ain't Tracey
Been feeling like i'm #1, no Mcgrady
Done with that lifestyle, I got 1 and that's my baby
She get on top and ride it smooth like a Mercedez
And I stop fucking wit ole girl, she going crazy
I told my nigga, don't you fuck her, she got rabies
Me and my shawty, we go back just like the 80's
And they get mad when I go and drop shit for the ladies
Just talked to Taq, told em I need something wit Wavy
Cause that last shit that we did, that shit went crazy
Cant wait to have a little me but I ain't hasty
Gang like a brotherhood but we don't do no hazing
Don't be talking like you tough, that shit don't phase me
Get this money, run it up, that's on a daily
We like the NBA, we got that heat and know we got them rockets
Lead the league in scores while we sit up in the office
Lead the league in blocks, we got every corner rocking
Lead the league in boards, rebounding all the profit
Lead the league in steals, gimme that, whats in yo pockets
Lead the league in pass assist up off yo wallet
#1 in every stat, who coming close, nigga stop it
Championship like every year, just gon' tell you that its promised
(Know they like damn how you come up wit them rhymes)
(Thats shit that I live, I just put it into lines)
Sometimes I need my space cause sometimes I don't be fine
In need of a counselor, paid the mic to be mine
Feel like the patience wit my mother is completely out of time
And I swear I do love her and I hate her, same time
I been in and out depression, sipping back to back wines
And y'all be saying quarantine, nigga I say quarantine
Man I gotta be 1 of the greatest
I don't wanna fail, please save me
Big bro hold it down on a basis
24, by 26, i'm famous
Racing in them Scats wit the gang on 485
No lie, man I cant wait til we make it
Gotta lot of music in the files, i'ma save it
Whenever I die, hit up Mike for the payment
Whenever I die, my last words was I

Overall Meaning

In X.I.B.'s song "My Last Words," the rapper reflects on his life and aspirations. The opening lines "Let me lock in" suggest that he is about to address something deeply personal and meaningful. He then goes on to express his desire for his music to be celebrated in a stadium, bringing together the city to appreciate his success. He acknowledges the haters and prays for his safety, aware of the dangers of fame.


The rapper discusses his background in the streets and the protection he seeks from his gang. He mentions his girlfriend and their sexual relationship. The lines "done with that lifestyle, I got one and that's my baby" could suggest he is leaving behind his past for his child's sake. He also discusses his relationship with his mother, admitting to feeling love and hate towards her.


The song continues with X.I.B. boasting about the success of his music and the stats that prove his talent. He expresses his desire for greatness and his fear of failure. The song ends abruptly mid-sentence, with X.I.B.'s final words left up to interpretation.


Line by Line Meaning

(Let me lock in)
Let me focus and concentrate on my goals


(And if I die, I think they gon' need em a stadium)
I am confident that I will reach great heights with my music and will have a massive following even after I die


(Bring out the city to my shit to show I made it)
I want to bring the entire city together with my music and show them that I have achieved success


(My music got these hating niggas going crazy)
There are people who are envious of me and my success, and my music makes them even more jealous


(Pray everyday that I can make it home safely)
I am aware of the dangers that come along with being in the music industry, and I pray for my safety every day


(Been in the streets like I don't need no education)
I have learned all I need to know about life from the streets, and I don't value formal education


(I'm well protected know the gang like the navy)
I am well connected and safe because of my association with a powerful gang


(Keep a 30, that bitch rock but I ain't Tracey)
I carry a gun for my own protection, and it is powerful


(Been feeling like i'm #1, no Mcgrady)
I feel like the best in my field and am confident like a legendary basketball player


(Done with that lifestyle, I got 1 and that's my baby)
I have changed my ways and now have a family and child to take care of


(She get on top and ride it smooth like a Mercedez)
My partner is great in bed and sex with her is as smooth as a Mercedes ride


(And I stop fucking wit ole girl, she going crazy)
I stopped dating my ex-girlfriend because she couldn't handle my success and was going crazy


(I told my nigga, don't you fuck her, she got rabies)
I warned my friend against getting involved with my ex-girlfriend because she's trouble


(Me and my shawty, we go back just like the 80's)
My partner and I have been together for a long time, like a couple from the 80s


(And they get mad when I go and drop shit for the ladies)
People become envious and upset when I focus on my female fans


(Just talked to Taq, told em I need something wit Wavy)
I spoke to a friend and asked him for a specific type of beat (wavy) for my next song


(Cause that last shit that we did, that shit went crazy)
The last song I released was a hit and went viral


(Cant wait to have a little me but I ain't hasty)
I am excited to have a child of my own, but I am not in a rush to do so


(Gang like a brotherhood but we don't do no hazing)
My gang is like a family, but we don't subject new members to hazing rituals


(Don't be talking like you tough, that shit don't phase me)
People who claim to be tough don't intimidate or affect me in any way


(Get this money, run it up, that's on a daily)
I am focused on making money and hustling every day


(We like the NBA, we got that heat and know we got them rockets)
My gang is like an NBA team, with powerful members who bring their own unique skills


(Lead the league in scores while we sit up in the office)
We dominate in our field while also being strategic and organized


(Lead the league in blocks, we got every corner rocking)
We are powerful and successful, with our influence being felt in every corner


(Lead the league in boards, rebounding all the profit)
We make a profit in everything we do, and our success is unmatched


(Lead the league in steals, gimme that, whats in yo pockets)
We are great at taking advantage of opportunities, and we won't hesitate to take what's rightfully ours


(Lead the league in pass assist up off yo wallet)
We provide assistance and support to those in need, using our wealth for positive purposes


(#1 in every stat, who coming close, nigga stop it)
We are the best in every aspect of our field, and no one comes close to our success


(Championship like every year, just gon' tell you that its promised)
We are confident in our ability to win and succeed, and we know it's just a matter of time


(Know they like damn how you come up wit them rhymes)
People are impressed and curious about my ability to come up with creative lyrics


(Thats shit that I live, I just put it into lines)
My lyrics come from my life experiences, and I translate them into my music


(Sometimes I need my space cause sometimes I don't be fine)
There are times when I need to be alone, as I struggle with difficult emotions


(In need of a counselor, paid the mic to be mine)
I use my music as a form of therapy and emotional release, but I also know I could benefit from professional help


(Feel like the patience wit my mother is completely out of time)
I am frustrated with my mother and feel like I am running out of patience with her


(And I swear I do love her and I hate her, same time)
As much as I love my mother, she also causes me frustration and anger


(I been in and out depression, sipping back to back wines)
I struggle with depression and often turn to alcohol as a coping mechanism


(And y'all be saying quarantine, nigga I say quarantine)
While others are using quarantine as a time for relaxation, I am still working hard to achieve success


(Man I gotta be 1 of the greatest)
I am confident that I am one of the best in my field


(I don't wanna fail, please save me)
I am afraid of failing and hope that I will succeed in my endeavors


(Big bro hold it down on a basis)
My older brother is a strong and reliable presence in my life


(24, by 26, i'm famous)
I plan to achieve fame by the age of 26


(Racing in them Scats wit the gang on 485)
I enjoy racing with my gang in Dodge Challengers on 485 highway


(No lie, man I cant wait til we make it)
I am excited about the prospect of achieving success with my gang


(Gotta lot of music in the files, i'ma save it)
I have a lot of unreleased music that I plan to release in the future


(Whenever I die, hit up Mike for the payment)
I have someone who I trust to ensure that my family receives payment for my music royalties after I pass away


(Whenever I die, my last words was I)
My last words will be a reflection of myself and my experiences




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Written by: Mar Alexander

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