[Verse One:BlackStar Shar]
I've been fallin, I've been flyin
I've been rhymin and thinkin about all of the things
That can trouble my body, my mind, and my spirit
You get it? You hear it?
We spittin coherent
Til I get rich or at least til I'm near it
Look at my eyes tell me what do you see?
The realest sh** ever? aw man could it be?
You likin the cliff? You think we legit?
You don't need to say it , we know we the sh**
So go take a flick, we always been fly
Fly as a bird in a jet in the sky
We tryna blow, just take a hint
You tryna blow, just go take a hit
While you smoke I'll be on my sh**
Indulge your high and listen to this!
[Verse Two:Joey Rawlings]
Thinkin 'bout the future's what I light the bong for
Gettin high in my elevens, that's flight of the concords
I don't have time for, anything but spittin and rippin these tracks
I've been liftin and chillin with drack
Put all I have on it to make it all back
So go take a lap, Yall need coaching
I'm watching fade to black inspire by HOV sh**
And that's til we're rich like we sampled Otis
Cliffwood is crack and everybody knows this
Amber Alert this, we up next
Freshman cla**, but we the most fresh
Can't you tell by the letterman?
I told yall I'm giving this my Bejamin
V-V-V-Varsity, Coolin
Rookie of the year? I knew this
Cliffwood up and lame sh** down
Yeah you hear 'em f**in with the new sh**?
They're tuned in, they're listening, they're turning into fans
And if my team is coming up , then things are going as planned
[Verse Three:Will Williams]
Yo we're bound to blow up like propane
You're alias with your false name
I'm balling, you pa** a lot
I hit the shot, you got no aim
I'm meant to be here like Rogan
I'm pushin better- get to Heaven
I swear I better get to Heaven
And not in hell like c**aine
I guess you could see me rappin slow man
It's dog eat dog like soul plane
So scoot boy, Don't snoop boy
I'm twice the man, Square root boy
I'm 80's rappin , Boo Bap 'em
He's singing, cats throw boots at him
Me and Drack recruit captains
Picked up a Joey like a baby Kanga-
Roo what a do?
I'm through like past- tense
Feeling like Bose when Ludas rapping
Don't lose your grip when you cliff hanging
Cuz you slip , but hey sh** happens
I'm tired of the yada - yada
You lyin boy, mufasa -fasa
Go in your crib and f** your b**h
Tu Casa es Mi Casa - Casa
I'm tryna live in that casa blanca
That's White House for the right amount
I'll do like Obama-bama and throw em motha f**as out the white house
Yeah we throw thrme motha f**as out the white house
I'll do like Obama-bama and throw em motha f**as out the white house
And thats what we call, White out?