Chorus (2nd in Command):

Sorry, not sorry, I’ll go bout my day

Everyday, I’m counting my pay

Fuck you gon say

Working through the night, this’ll bang

Finally, it’s going my way (yeah) (x4)

Verse 1 (2nd in Command):

I make hits you can still detect

Collect bills, get duck-lips, I’m a vet

I’m obsessed, always, with cranking out projects

Underground, yet real nice, I’m a hobbit

Brian invests in me, spends checks on me

So I gotta make sure he get the best from me

Working nonstop, don’t you put duress on me

I’m blessed, my next holy

In every confrontation, go down fists swinging

Your girl came around, she singing

Next sounds? I’ll wing it

So, you talk a lot of shit? Bitch, bring it

Left your girls ass red- shit’s stinging

I’m feeling on top of thе world- I’m so sick of sad songs

And honestly? My high won’t last long

So I’m gon smoke and enjoy mysеlf

I don’t need your input or your help

Chorus (2nd in Command):

Sorry, not sorry, I’ll go bout my day

Everyday, I’m counting my pay

Fuck you gon say

Working through the night, this’ll bang

Finally, it’s going my way (yeah) (x4)

Verse 2 (AABEATZ):

Hi, Yes, my name is double A

Hit you with a feature

Cause you know that I’m the man

Mama saw me doing nothing

She said "What’s the plan?"

I said Mom sit

You ain’t really got nothing to trip

I just want to rap

Let me hit you with a couple facts (ay)

I ain’t a regular rapper

When I’m in the booth, it don’t even matter

My bars getting sharp, it feel like a dagger

You say you got swagger, but your looking sorry

I got this drip on me, I’m looking 2IC (too icy)

Those shoes looking pricey, but it is not likely

That you’ll even make it, because me and 2nd

Are running the game, while you're sounding lame