HOOK:

These days there’s no stoppin’

We bake with no option

Free agent

Don’t doubt it

Less choices

More vibin’

And they work with no profit

Bitch I want no problems

But I don’t give a fuck right now

We chasin’ nobody

VERSE 01:

I grew up a few months ago and my baseline got a tone to it

Gotta spend your summers in winter time to know how cold gets

That’s I’m, linking all of my broken necklaces

I’m paying all of my dues like blacks do with damages

Used to sleep to on the floor, now I got my hand dangling

I only thank God for this journey that he handlin’,

Learned to start seeking love in the right places,

Seems everyone is outdated

Cause they just live fast, die young, without any patience

Which makes me question what my time frame is

We had it poppin’ with the last team but shit fell out

Which proves when you think inside the box you’ll never stand out

That’s when I had to weigh my ways and shit never panned out

But even if I stayed I don’t think I’d be where I’m at now

Yea, so I just put it all into gas

Hate me cause my hair is long as my past

HOOK:

These days there’s no stoppin’

We bake with no option

Free agent

Don’t doubt it

Less choices

More vibin’

And they work with no profit

Bitch I want no problems

But I don’t give a fuck right now

We chasin’ nobody

HOOK:

It took a long, long, long time to get it right

The circle been getting smaller man we get tight

Influenced by all the fashion

Doing shit for a reaction

Boys better get the stepping

Cause I’m about to be a blessing

Oh My – Oh My

Getting mine – Getting mine

Prolly do this till I die

Cause I’ve been working over time

Oh My – Oh My

Who the boy with the lines

Who the boys looking fly

Who the boy doing time

VERSE 01:

Running the mile so long

Feel I could win the whole race backwards

With the game making sloppy changes

I’m the only nigga taking chances

Only got right hooks for my Ali Ali niggas

Nigga code name Casius

Look at all the cameras flashing

No – He don’t need no more distractions

I feel like I might win the lottery

And let go of exes that bottled me

Just now down and say your apologies

Before I delay all these wanna bees

Whoa – they always look at me and feel like damn it man he on a roll

If only they knew what I’m chasing is something bigger than nothing they’ve ever seen before, damn it!

HOOK:

It took a long, long, long time to get it right

The circle been getting smaller man we get tight

Influenced by all the fashion

Doing shit for a reaction

Boys better get the stepping

Cause I’m about to be a blessing

Oh My – Oh My

Getting mine – Getting mine

Prolly do this till I die

Cause I’ve been working over time

Oh My – Oh My

Who the boy with the lines

Who the boys looking fly

Who the boy doing time

VERSE 02:

My exes say I need to work on pride – Nah Nah

Well bitch then it’s fine

Guess I put the blame on myself for letting you think that you the only ones in my life

Think of the probability like it’s a dice

Might be rolling with some twins or a dike

Might be going to a witch for a advice

Might be working on sins with the Christ

But it’s all good, it’s nothing but love

Hope you never lose your way these drugs

These youngens coming up and acting like thugs

They don’t know nothing bout pulling a gun

And they thought they knew me

I go through climate conditions and then I just shed off my skin

I feel no competition when I listen to these niggas I already feel a win

And I had some Niggas, but that was 4 years ago now look at me make it without a friend

It’s kinda ironic when we said we in it together but you know how niggas pretend

Yeah, heavily medicated

I’m like a Sunday meal with chicken feet

Never mind the fire stove I bring the heat

Bitch I’m like the flyest drone but in the streets

Tell me bout the highest point I’m in the reach

Only gotta apply your voice to make it speak yeah

HOOK:

It took a long, long, long time to get it right

The circle been getting smaller man we get tight

Influenced by all the fashion

Doing shit for a reaction

Boys better get the stepping

Cause I’m about to be a blessing

Oh My – Oh My

Getting mine – Getting mine

Prolly do this till I die

Cause I’ve been working over time

Oh My – Oh My

Who the boy with the lines

Who the boys looking fly

Who the boy doing time

VERSE 01:

Man I then got a 9-5 and shit

Waking up early mad as a bitch

Still gotta take a bus and I’m late as fuck

And I’m thinking of quitting this shit

Still going hard working the pits

But working for a boss ain’t worth my tip

Pushing these buttons cost me my clique

But I ain’t going back I’m doing my shit

Pray grandma keep me in her prayers

Pray God keep her till I make it

We ain’t stopping till we get our cake up

Blowing candles till they really pay us

Me and Thirty through the same motions

How we got it but we ain’t chosen

Every fucking step we getting closer

I think it’s funny how we ain’t own it, Yet

Yeah, but don’t fix it if it ain’t broken

HOOK:

With this damn phone busy dying on me, gotta hood the charger just to keep it up

I can’t take a call I’ve been dying hommie, better leave a massage I will hit you up

I decided I’ve been livin’ up

See they faces? How they feeling us

I’m the fucking greatest, you can’t fucking say it

Nigga I been whilin and its heatin’ up

VERSE 02:

But I’m gradually growing

I know half of yall just live in the moment

I’m just hoping that I meet my opponent

Then I guess this shit will be kinda worth it

Pain and suffering has been my emotion

But this hustling just got me devoted

All this fussing shit is childish and hopeless

Rather count it and just live like it’s coded

In the end it’s only you and you know it

Yeah, you know getting bags is two’s is the motive

But I’d rather move you first, I’m a poet

Boy I’m already moving and they know it

I don’t even have to say it,

I’m looking around

Half of these youngens feeling my sound

Thinking i ain’t had it working with doubt

Look how we fully independent now

Indygo I’m certified

Baby boy is immortalised

Rigby and Mordecai

Land of the wicked we on fire, yea it’s our time

HOOK:

With this damn phone busy dying on me, gotta hood the charger just to keep it up

I can’t take a call I’ve been dying hommie, better leave a massage I will hit you up

I decided I’ve been livin’ up

See they faces? How they feeling us

I’m the fucking greatest, you can’t fucking say it

Nigga I been whilin and its heatin’ up

VERSE 03:

This is why we hated school

Moment of silence for all the dead bodies in the room

Need me a bitch cause my girl acting up and I ain’t in the mood lol bitch!

Who the fuck you think I am, come suck my duck and post it for the gram

Got your nose dirty, cause you ain’t worthy, rather post it for the gram

I turn a puddle to a mosh pit

I got all the views, you would swear I wrote this sitting in a comfy cockpit

I remember back when my teacher told me that I don’t belong in an office

Funny cause she was right, now her kids bumping my shit and I’m making profit

I told her to suck it

HOOK:

With this damn phone busy dying on me, gotta hood the charger just to keep it up

I can’t take a call I’ve been dying hommie, better leave a massage I will hit you up

I decided I’ve been livin’ up

See they faces? How they feeling us

I’m the fucking greatest, you can’t fucking say it

Nigga I been whilin and its heatin’ up

VERSE 01 | SeezNation:

Look at me grab it with both hands and we ain’t playing rugby at all

All’ you Niggas is programmed and you following steps to them all

If there’s no money, I ain’t involved

Man I only deal with collecting calls

And I know that if I can kill it and my vision’s vivid then I deserve it all

Proud of my exes in a straight line

They look like Africa’s Next Top Model

Drowning my sorrows with a straight mind

A real nigga put it all in a bottle

Wake up and get high is the motto

We stay up to visualise our tomorrow

These paper cuts are only dangerous

We only get it to put it all in a bottle again

I don’t associate with friends

Them niggas admire your sins

Whether you’re doing good or you from the hood man that shit makes no difference to them

Gotta get it ain’t no time nigga

Put the money on my life nigga

Got myself a job

Been working 9/5

Never thought I’d do it but it’s life nigga

HOOK | SeezNation:

I don’t think

My insecurities will stop

All I think about is getting hurt and when this shit will pop

My whole life is a mess

Tryna figure this shit out

But all I know is in the end we gon’ be buzzing like the cops

Mad at my bitch, and I can’t even hide it,

Oho and I don’t even like it

Man I’m the shit, you might need to wipe it

VERSE 02 | Phoker Face:

Alright I’m coming for that title

The number one position

They like bible verses, you can sense the God in my lyrics

My bars heat hommie, you rappers don’t want no smoke

The black sheep in family and I’m about to be a G.O.A.T

And I crown myself King, I don’t need your validation

You talking behind my back, it’s cause you really scared to face me

Phoker Face the outlaw, straight facts I’m amazing

I’m so fly, I’m in the sky.

Moonwalking, dodging spaceships

Dripping like a broke water faucet

I’m so finest conscious, I count money while it’s still in my pockets

So if you ain’t talking these hunnids, my niggas stop it

Or Me and Seez gon’ catch us a body, like a mosh pit

I smell like cocaine, I sound like a drug dealer

I move at my own pace, cause I know there’s nobody realer nigga

Class is in session, you gon’ learn today.

I get paid to kill rappers so crime actually pays

HOOK | Jack Tlala:

Yea Yea Yea Yea Yea Yea – all’a you rappers are lazy

All you niggas are Yapin’

We out here tryna make it work

All day – All day

Lazy niggas don’t cut shit

We walk in through the back door

We passin through the front like hey bitch X2

All’ you niggas are Yapin’

We out here tryna make it work

All day – All day

Lazy Rick…

(Wait hold up don’t stop it, don’t stop it)

Yea Yea Yea Yea Yea Yea – all’a you rappers are lazy

All you niggas are Yapin’

We out here tryna make it work

All day – All day

Lazy rappers don’t cut shit

We walk in through the back door

We passin through the front like hey bitch X2

VERSE | SeezNation:

Yipie Yapin’

Look at you Yappin’

All I hear I hear is chit and chatter

If you think I came up short, I bring my A-Game with a ladder

I don’t fold under pressure

New kids playing dress up

Dead bodies on the stretcher, all red and I don’t mean no catch up

Yeah, I pee better with the water running now

At least I got visions of getting out

Been quiet now we getting loud, ironically haters are getting proud

And I come from nothing

That’s the reason why I really gotta take with no discussion, I’m past the preaching now, they gotta see me

I don’t have a reason why I should live under budget

I’d rather chase the doe than getting quiet, knowing I saved a hoe

I ain’t got a place to go, so getting money seems like the way to go

And I got the plan to blow

Man I got than magic flow

It’s only a moment, they don’t even know it, bitch I am that men you know

Yaha…

VERSE 01:

We plottin’ dots so we don’t get lost on our way home

You know we tend to change when money meets a stray soul

You know we don’t decay my nigga you dead wrong

It’s just a simple phase when they mumble a sad song

How this glitch might cause a hazardous split

How this fit too hard to handle like a ghetto ass bitch

How this kid got you writing a diss

And how we spit is merely a major difference of a god and a king

HOOK

They say ain’t nobody gon’ really take it from you when it’s yours

How you gon’ run the game with backflips when you tryna move forward

It’s clearly a lot to take in when you know that you The Man

But then they start to judge you and it’s hard to understand

Where all the real niggas at when this shit just hit the fan

But I don’t give a fuck cause I know that I’m the Man

VERSE 02:

And niggas talk about me so much, but keep quiet when I pass

Talk of the school, never been a joke of the class

Road to greener pastures, I’m on the other side of the grass

And all my hoes think I’m too fly, bitch I know I’m a catch

I know few niggas that can finish a pack of loosies

“Friends”, we clearly use that term loosely

With my coffee like pigment, I define different

5-6 but think tall, I’m like a redefined midget

Highly attracted to women that reply instant

Take a second pay attention to my interest

But then I again I give credit to fly women, bye bitches

HOOK:

It’s clearly a lot to take in when you know that you The Man

But then they start to judge you and it’s hard to understand

Where all the real niggas at when this shit just hit the fan

But I don’t give a fuck cause I know that I’m the Man