[Verse 1]

Something fine in my Garcia Vega

Comin' live from 10,000 hours later

Yeah my self-belief is how I choose to get around life

And if you stayed down this is what it sounds like

Stayed down with my homies got an awesome team

Studio is looking like we bought a fog machine

Got Atlanta feeling like we in the Netherlands

Rap game veterans

Only getting better, it's

Nothing I remember my bank was Evisu jeans

I would squeeze each dollar 'til the eagle screams

I was born with super power only he could bring

I could read through people I could see through things

I'm not 17, I'm in the game now

I smoke Thunderchief, blessings rain down

So when shit hit the fan I'm calm naturally

Miracles only happen during a catastrophe

That's when your heart grow cold like people in Nova Scotia

I was taking cold showers, sleeping on old sofas

Tuckin the pain

Nigga took a bus and a train, to bust in the game

I wouldn't if there wasn't no pain

I remember when I used to have my eyes on Haley

Now I know it's real when you reach a milestone daily

I been a beat boomer, top rhymer

I remember when Bugus got nada

Now look up ya Bugus got it poppin

Russ still on the boards like Dennis Rodman

So much shit that I did for myself

Got so many plaques bout to sit on a shelf

Got so much shit I'm bout to drop on the chart

Got so much shit I'm bout to drop on your hearts

I got so much shit I'm bout to drop on the world

Got so much dick I'm bout to drop on ya girl

[Verse 2]

I'mma take 'em back I was still smoking reggie

10 years later DIEMON got it smokin heavy

Fuck the hurricane boy we went and broke a levy

Used to throw shade now they only throw confetti

Mac brought 'em now got 'em back at the telly

They showin love, these were the same bitches acting petty

Late night love creepin don't stop

We all got that one Jenny from the block

And I gotta little latina Regina finer than Christina

Anita I need her 'cause she a goddess like Athena

I was probably last seen with Avena

My mamacita with an apple bum

So I just call her my La Bonita

I be on the Southside with my lil mama Dreka

Short thing brown skinned keeper

Gotta love Dreka

Dreka got African features but yesterday

I met up with Shanika at Spelman

Overwhelming

Head so good I shoulda brought a helmet

Hit the pussy good, make the pussy sing

Got her with her top down money ain't a thing

And I don't really give a shit if my mom hear this shit

'Cause she gon benefit from the bomb that I spit

And I don't give a shit if my dad hear this shit

'Cause he gon' probably catch like mad benefits

Plus Donte got me looking like a magazine cover

Rolling weed up, we got the whole magazine covered

And my pen goin' nuts like cashews

Anything I ink, it'll stick like tattoos

Yeah it's about to be game O-V-E-R

On the beat so long need CPR

And I stay going in like VCR

I know real ass music don't need PR

Need privacy, can't show all the things

No pic but i'm still scoring off the screen

Some people despise work 'cuz they have no mission

Some people they eyes work but they have no vision

Got a new peace of mind I can smoke to

I know everything happen when it's supposed to

I do this shit forreal

This is how I pay my bills

10,000 hours laters it's like I paid my skills

I just went to the booth and I laid my ills

Used to be a lil wild now everyday I chill

We used to cut class and smoke weed like the off days

In high school we hid zips in the hallways

I've always been good with the math

A couple things stuck from science class

We all solid, we smoke gas

We love moving around with liquid cash

Bitch

[Outro]

Yeah, and it's only getting started

It's about to be a motherfucking problem

I got this shit on a fucking lockup

Haha