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It was released on SoundCloud on February 26, ,  and later on all music streaming platforms on March 24, It is Lil Uzi Vert's most popular song, and has amassed over one billion streams on Spotify. TM88's return flight to Atlanta was delayed due to the Fort Lauderdale airport shooting. During the ten hour wait at the airport following the shooting, TM88 lost his laptop charger. When TM88 returned to Atlanta, he couldn't access his laptop, leading to him using an old computer and a Beats Pill speaker to produce the instrumental for XO Tour Llif3. The song quickly amassed millions of plays and attention across social media, and as a result was given a commercial release. W Lucas.
Are you alright? I'm alright, I'm quite alright And my money's right I don't really care if you cry On the real you should've never lied Should've saw the way she looked me in my eyes She said, "Baby, I am not afraid to die" Push me to the edge All my friends are dead Push me to the edge All my friends are dead Push me to the edge All my friends are dead Push me to the edge. Phantom that's all red, inside all white Like something you ride a sled down, I just want that head My Brittany got mad, I'm barely her man now Everybody got the same swag now, watch the way that I tear it down Stackin' my bands all the way to the top, all the way 'til my bands fallin' over Every time that you leave your spot, your girlfriend call me like, "Come on over" I like the way that she treat me, gon' leave you, won't leave me, I call it that Casanova She say I'm insane, yeah I might blow my brain out Xanny help the pain, yeah Please, Xanny make it go away I'm committed, not addicted, but it keep control of me All the pain, now I can't feel it, I swear that it's slowin' me, yeah. I don't really care if you cry On the real, you should've never lied Saw the way she looked me in my eyes She said "I am not afraid to die" All my friends are dead Push me to the edge All my friends are dead, yeah Push me to the edge All my friends are dead, yeah All my friends are dead, yeah. That is not your swag, I swear you fake hard Now these niggas wanna take my cadence Rain on 'em, thunderstorm, rain on 'em Medicine, lil' nigga take some Fast car, Nascar, race on 'em In the club, ain't got no ones, then we would become Clothes from overseas, got the racks and they all C-Notes You is not a G, though Lookin' at you stackin' all your money, it all green though I was countin' that and these all twenties, that's a G-roll. She say, "You're the worst; you're the worst" I cannot die because this my universe.
When Uzi rose to prominence in , he seemed to do so in contrast to the dominant tradition of rap in his home city. Like Will Smith, the Roots, and Eve before him, Uzi offered a homegrown alternative to the prevailing Philly paradigm, but his style had little in common with any of these outliers. As countless commentators noticed, he owed as much to the example of rock artists — whether punk, pop-punk, or shock rock — as he did to that of rappers. He talked about his girlfriend, a designer named Brittany Byrd whose pink hair contrasted nicely with his purple, all the time. He liked nerdy stuff and was open about liking it. The cover of his breakout mixtape Lil Uzi Vert vs. The beats owed at least as much to Atlanta producers, especially his patron Don Cannon, as it did to Philly; his voice was Auto-Tuned as often as not. If the established canon of East Coast rap had long taken substance to be a style of its own, style, for Rocky and Uzi alike, was a substance of its own, one worth cultivating at all costs. But these tropes color, and are colored by, a persistent sense of pain — despair amplified by the attempts to suppress it through luxury, sport-fucking, and Xanax ingestion. The empty space where the girlfriend once was dilates until it spans other losses the artist has suffered.