[Intro]

Turn the beat up a little bit

Yah, yah

Yah, yah, yah, yah

[Verse 1: Chilly Boi]

Look, independent haven’t signed a deal

So when I go to MDs, I get a happy meal

But best believe when I get that shit

I'ma sign the max like Bradley Beal

I have a hard time tellin' what’s real or what’s fake

Just tryna do what it take to be great without making mistakes That I made in the past that shit lasts on ya mind

On time never late, might go M.I.A, no trace

To the Lord above, say, "Thanks"

I’m an outcast say, "Hey, ya"

Swear this rap shit my day job

Fuck a bad bitch like A-Rod

This shit easy like lay up

Like Family Guy, say, "What"

[Chorus: AK]

Fuck out my face, this ain’t a race

I am the winner, you ain’t even place

I am a sinner, decisions in grey

Pick up your pace, we are some bosses

This how we play, this how we play, ayy, ayy

This how we play, ayy, ayy

This how we play, this how we play, ayy

[Verse 2: Sam Wright Coastal]

Saw myself on a milk carton

I'm a big head like Charles Barkley

Don’t need more problems don’t start with me

Tryna turn depression into artistry

While I'm tryna go harder than the Carter III

Spill ink on a page from my arteries

So pardon me, but these one shot rappers want the lottery

A lot of these rappers tend to plot for green

They do it so audibly, it’s odd to me

They probably just out they league

Get a lil' money then they reach the peak

But me for every line is a piece of me

Don’t need what I want, I want what I need

If the pen wants blood, I gotta bleed

This, sweat plus tears and a little dream

[Verse 3: AK]

Tryna find Babylon

Finna make my way to the power zone

Straight to the cake, man I vibe alone

Mary Jane to the face tell 'em, "Vamanos"

To escape from the mind zone

To the place where the mind roam

Tellin' fate like a pylon, tellin' it straight man

It ain’t no debate, I'm a great man

These niggas stay faker than spray tans

So I’ll keep it a hunnid (Keep it a hunnid)

Makin' out the escape plans like I’m legally wanted (Legally wanted!)

It’s a fine line between what you need and what the others wantin'

Gotta find that balance ‘fore you get mistaken for it

[Chorus: AK]

Fuck out my face, this ain’t a race

I am the winner, you ain’t even place

I am a sinner, decisions in grey

Pick up your pace, we are some bosses

This how we play, this how we play, ayy, ayy

This how we play, ayy, ayy

This how we play, this how we play, ayy