[Verse 1: Prxoject]
Bumping Game, 50 Cent way back
With the silver CD Player on my lap
When rap was just at its peak to me
When real rappers fought over they' own beef
Guess we ain't all our own saviors
Praying that Jesus died for a f**in' reason
But we gotta keep our head up, break up nothing like make ups
Period 1 since that day has been my fate, f**
Now I pop a pill and try'n forget the friends that we were
I give myself happiness I know I don't deserve
Staying on the ground for as long as I can
Cuz once I light up again, that's another f**ing sin
OTB/OTF/XO and you know we here, Project
[Verse 2: Prxoject]
This beat go way back, old school on the 8 Track
Gettin' payed for sure about that
I'm on my own sh**, staying laid back
All this sneak dissing hope you buy in bulk
Pointy eared n***a R.I.P Spock,Reminisce over them future flings
Ahead of my time like technology
Running from cops speed, back to the first track
Yellin' sloppy, you don't wanna get caught up
Standin on the wrong corner get shot up
First rap to slow, speeding on this sh** like blow,no mic needed
Money over everything, got my homies hamster feeding
This some real rookie sh** if you want it
Steamy on the beat like George Foreman