[Verse 1: Martin $ky]
Boy I swear I've been up on my own sh**
Boy I swear I think that we the coldest
Made the hottest sh** comin' from the city right now
If you ain't know it now you better take notice
And I'm in my own lane, I don't f** with you n***as
My circle's so small and it's full of guerillas
I baby these n***as, hats off to your city
Keep your p**y a** beats, I ain't f**in' with the little n***as
Blindfolded, see through the bullsh**
BCC from the scene, take a sec for you to see me
Tryna put a label on me, people couldn't read me
It's a shame you don't listen way harder cause it's easy
Holler with the dollars if you need me
n***as really livin' and I'm sh** I'm yellin' "mothaf** a freebie"
Knee deep in a damn beat In the chorus so steep
Tryna eat and the grind finna feed me, uhh
They sh** don't bang like my sh**
Flow through them vibes on your lonesome
This beat that autopilot
Too cool for the new school, cla** is in session
Get left way behind when I write this
And the spliff get rolled by the minute now
That you mention it, hold up finna light this
You can find me walking down state with my head high
You already know a n***a hittin' tokes
Look up in the mirror I see red eyes
Blue flame got a n***a floatin' in a smoke
New wave got n***as floatin' in a boat
n***as mad they hatin' all on the low
And she came with the drama, had to let her go
I've been k**in' for a minute if you didn't know
[Pre-Hook: Martin $ky]
They don't wanna see a n***a win
They don't wanna see a n***a eat
They don't wanna let a n***a in
They like, then a young n***a gotta reach
I ain't even trippin' off that
A n***a threw racks in the game, got it back
Now everywhere I go they know a n***a name before I ever said it
"God damn how he do it, how the boy get on the map?"
[Hook: Martin $ky] (x4)
They said that I couldn't, I can and I did it
(They said that I couldn't, I can and I did it)
[Verse 2: Saba]
Still hit the curb when I'm parkin', I only get coal out the fossil
Grew up round laws and the silence, everybody thought they was Scarface
But me I don't bang I don't partake, but I'm still too real to be called fake
My ex's still going through heartache, cause I keep sh** flippin' like Hardy
Boys, all these n***as spitting and it's hardly
Noise, pivot, prolly pull up in the party
But, that's why n***as bitin', they just copy
Up, but them n***as hardly, us
That fat lady sing in falsetto for n***as
It's all said an done, that's for nothin' my n***a
They all ga**ed up, but it's all petrol and pitiful
I'm hood like a gyro, so pico de gallo, that's hot
Red out the gun, it's a start
Put that on my mom and my pop
I heard they throwin' shots
Well I be on my arm like a lock
So if you 'bout it meet me at the front
Young, legend in the making
So Michael Jackson I lead to heavens way
So Jesse Jackson I'm dressed in all black
I'm a black information with bros like the Wayans
I'll go Super Saiyan
[Pre-Hook] + [Hook] (x4)