Released on February 23, 2018

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[Verse 1: Eric]

See it's AD 'til I OD

And we balling just like Kobe

24 or 8? I don't know, one day we'll be uno

But who knows when we'll blow

Yeah, I reached a new low

But thats just how life goes while I'm swerving on my pursuit of

Happiness with some potholes

Walking Hell's gates on some hot coals

Yeah we don't got goals 'cause we know we gon' top those

I know I'm the shit so I strike pose

Might go

I feel ghost

No bitch, I feel just like im Michael

Maybe I'm Moonwalking on the beat

Maybe I'm ready to ball with these 2s on my feet

Maybe we'll never make and we should just quit for doing the most

Like bitch it's Blue Bell season, let me go grab my coat


[Chorus: Hoff & Ibukun]

See time's gon' fly it always does

So Imma see you in a little, yeah you know what's up

Kick back, relax no need to rush

Just put your feet up and sit back and sip that

Apple Juice (haters wanna bring me down every time they bring me up still won't give a fuck)

Apple Juice (still gonna live it up, live it, live it up, live it up)


[Verse 2: Ibukun]

Peyton on The Broncos like Jordan on the Wizards

Stay with your team and dont switch over, nigga

LeBron in Miami, Imma win a Grammy

I'm pitching underhanded, legend like McCartney, Paul and Lil Brandon

King of the court, call me young Buki Sampras

I'm at an advantage

Flow so cold, Killa Cam’s heir apparent

Skin obsidian, my new girl look like Daenerys

Mother of dragons, who could imagine

I kick back, take a swig from the flagon

Of the finest brewed apple juice

Turn on the local channel news

Find us making a scene, staying obscene

Getting to cream, ready to fiend

Sax in the front, bass in the trunk

By any means

I put my faith in your promises

Put my mind where my wallet is

That's why I always feel so empty

A nigga broke, and a nigga broken

100 spokes, my creed is what I've spoken

Aye dios mio they been coming for my people

I been stressed making treks through the depths of the Valley of Death

I fear no evil

I'm with the people

I am on Cecil

We are not equals

I'm in overdrive

Never mortified

Need to fortify my sights unless I'm sure to die

Lifeless in Liacouras

With rum, regret and a riddled corpse

And yet

I play my position, we was plotting for a pot to piss in

Now we cropping out the competition, gotta listen

My composition? The power of fists from Sonny Liston

Exposing counterfeits, it's gotta be my only mission

Put a piece of plastic on your wrist

And tried act as if

That was some actual shit

You just an actor, not an activist

Know that shit you kick is fictitious

Dont be ridiculous

Get pressed for less than a minute and it starts diminishing

You niggas minions

Who take opinions all from your favorites

We got the vision, we got the lyrics, we on your playlist

They testing my patience

Grace ooze from my cadence

While you niggas stay complacent we gon' take the nation


[Verse 3: Hoff]

See I'm good at being bad, being good is where I struggle though

Not doing what I gotta do, just steady on that hustle flow

I'm rarely ever comfortable , they really think I'm touchable

They really on that need-to-know

But really they don't need to know

My questions endless but my answers be limited

You was lying through you teeth if you say we not killing shit

I don't even want to speak if she not the one listen

Yeah you know she fucks with me when you see her wrist glistening

I gained a little weight, went straight to my pockets

Just want to get a plate, not gonna stop 'til I got it

And even when I got it, don't think Imma stop it

I'm addicted to the process, working 'til I'm unconscious

Got a new life, same old habits

Always wasting times in the woods with cabbage

I know it does damage

But the shit helps me manage

These thoughts outlandish

Need control of the frantic

I'm liquor sipping, got the Henny to the brim

RIP RIP Phife Diggy, taught me ball above the rim

Scenario is everybody going in

It's AD til I OD, know my teams gonna win

Feel like Tip, with my tribe we vibing

Can't wait to get shining we been putting the time it

Around here, getting commas really uncommon

I think I'm dreaming again, I'm looking right in her eyes and

Keep that advice, home what the fuck do you know?

You ain't with your team tryna boss up, Hugo

Keep coming at me left you gonna see an early funeral

The I pull up in the two door, smiling with the all white suit on


[Chorus: Hoff & Ibukun]

See time's gon' fly it always does

So Imma see you in a little, yeah you know what's up

Kick back, relax no need to rush

Just put your feet up and sit back and sip that

Apple Juice (haters wanna bring me down every time they bring me up still won't give a fuck)

Apple Juice (still gonna live it up, live it, live it up, live it up)