[Intro: Skyzoo] 11 racks for a painting, said its kind of steep but the meaning it came with Make it all worth it Worth it to be paying Cleaning off the mantle, living room waiting The living room saying "we made it" of some sort Running from whatever but know what we run for Is to run this sh** forever and hopefully want more Expect me to keep this baton from off the floor [Bridge: Skyzoo & Mayer Hawthorne] (x4) They expect me to Pick it up, pick it up Get it [Verse 1: Skyzoo] Expected to carry the tradition on Born in it and honestly couldn't wish for more Applaud with it, promised I wouldn't miss a call But torn in it so part of me wants to skip it all All of it, all of this to live up to And living from the past when you live as a Huxtable If this is what you ask then give me my just do Living off of that they was keeping us comfortable For 300 thousand, yearly, brought up into the house And clearly and all of this is my outcome But clearly dyslexic, dumbing me down sh** I'm seeing letters backwards, numbers ain't rounding For prom limos, renting out helicopters Its all apparent like all of y'all better watch us All I hear is they all got better options And so to opt out at all was never options [Hook: Skyzoo] (x2) So for that painting on the wall No matter what its worth, never have to take that off Keep your last name living, your last name did it
All the way to the bank, take your last name with it One time [Verse 2: Skyzoo] Worrisome until all of the worry's done 10 Stigwood Ave fam we worry none You heard wrong if you believe that song, the worry comes Every time I hear my last name on a worried tongue We wanted the same living, f**ed with the same women But me and co*kroach wasn't cut from the same ribbon So, salute to you cause me and mine was cornered in Impossible sneakers to fill like we was Jordan kids Or better yet they gave us a briefcase And a stethoscope and the hope that you breathe straight I hope that you be awake when it all goes Late nights trying to bring this doctorate on home Mentor to Stanley, I'm doctoring almost Till they went and shot up son's car on the wrong road Look like I'm a product of tomorrow, lord knows I'm just trying to bottle up tomorrow and pour it slow Never be enough though [Hook] (x2) [Outro: Skyzoo] (Bridge x4) 11 racks for a painting, said its kind of steep but the meaning it came with Make it all worth it Worth it to be paying Cleaning off the mantle, living room waiting Living room saying "we made it" if some saw it Running from whatever but know what we run for Is to run this sh** forever and hopefully want more And expect me to keep this baton from off the floor They expect me to