[Hook]

QB, what’s up

NY, what’s up

Worldwide, what’s up

[Verse 1]

I wake up, spark a blunt

Contemplate on what I want

Cold cut, slicing up my speaker like a butcher, son

Iron lungs, white smoke like fishscale from Columbians

Meditate and keep positive like a Buddhist monk

My niggas keep the piece by their side

They ain’t the only one

Keep it in my dome, peaceful thoughts in my home

It’s hard to keep it steady with the world always moving

It’s hard to trust females when these hoes try to use ‘em

My nigga said remember your morals and what you stand for

The game is the devil, a soul snatcher always want more

Agreed as my ash hit his dashboard

Said I’m about my cash more

And niggas keeping peace is like jigsaws

Catch me bumpin' bass, shaking off floor boards

Store whores, pussy shake when I make the kitty purr

Why you try to buy fur to impress her

I’m feeling it, killing it

On your shit, she grippin’ it, nigga

[Hook]

[Verse 2]

Back to the business, my words catch nerves

So I know that you feel this

Nigga this the realest

All flows mastered like whips and mixed bastards

Ali jab cadence, delivery at its greatest

Fuck a 9 to 5 boy, I’m out here tryin' make it

Take it, Flips words till I see commas

No llamas, I packed the knowledge of a scholar

Young king looking for a crown or a dollar

No fathers, we let the street niggas guide us

Losing my religion lately, feeling godless

All I see is violence if they shit on my TV

All I see is violence if they shit in these damn streets

Only making it if I swim in the mainstream

Drowning in the real a victim, if you ask me

Evict them, the rap gods ain't happy

Rap game war, motherfucker, I’m past peace

[Hook]

[Verse 3]

I’m ready for my calling, betting on my life

And you know I’m going all in, every last cent

Every check from my employment

Every dream I wrote, every line I put my all in

With every single breath that I take on daily

I exhale stress so it comes back rarely

Really I raps on the way to the deli

Now I’m in the booth and I’m smoked out heavy

Same niggas who said niggas wouldn’t listen

Out here now tryin' be my competition

But competition means that it might happen

Only way y’all winning if I stop rapping

[Hook]

[Outro]

It’s that new New York shit, nigga