Verse 1 (Cee):

Yeah, don't cost 'em nothing to observe a bit, I see 'em learning shit

Prop 'em up and and then I watch 'em try and curve the kid

Target to a Hermes clique

Their weak shit, 'bout to wrap it up like Thursday is

Ya feel me? Fam, this is real life, shit is light work

Fuck a keyboard battle, I'm finna fight first

All these wankers yapping off like they might jerk

Lotion soft new rappers in a tight skirt

Dog, we do this for a living, it's a hobby for 'em

If they bothered with the business, it'd prolly bore 'em

We are the whole package

We never stop moving, we are a cold family

Fitting to pop shortly, setting it off grandly

Fitting the tux, shorty, coming for our Grammys

I am the one, Jordan, I am the one for 'em

Best of both worlds, 808 with that bump for 'em

The truth is, whether Primo or Metro Boomin'

I can do it, I can do it, I could shit on Uzi

Easy, lil man, pull a muscle, need Bengay

They barely pushed 10 hours, I'm doing 10k

It's simple math, I overshadow 'em ten times

With ten years, ten records, shit been mine

Stand behind your bars, that's a thin line

Came out screaming 'Mama, I'm on my grizind!'

Pre Hook (Andrew Cameron):

I was born for the climb

I paid with my time

You move so slow, so satisfied

And we don't see eye to eye

All the ones I left behind

You make it easy, lord, they make it easy

Hook (Andrew Cameron):

Y'all can't cop no moves like ours

Shit sound like ten thousand hours

Light work, light work

On that early morning to that midnight work

We move faster, why you sour?

Shit feel like five lines of powder

Light work, light work

24/7, 365 work

Verse 2 (Cee):

Do you hear me? Do you hear me? Man, them dudes do

‘Coz homie 'This Is All I Know' was like a who's who

I hear the game invoicing 'em for them dues due

But I just smile, flash receipts and I cruise through

Do your Googles, I'm out here making hit records

That barely none of my peers is taking a shit next to

So the circle hella small, bring the compass in

And I ain't really one to talk, the quiet comforting

Yeah, and this is nothing, this is nothing to me

And that ain't cocky, this confidence only comes from winning

We celebrating each step

And I ain't have the riches or the fame yet, but I'm visualizing the pay cheque

Bet, and we just tryina stand out

They quick to point fingers in a game full of handouts

Pen down, salute to the squad, bruh

Born to be boss, dog, I'm killin' the small talk, fuck all y'all

Pre Hook (Andrew Cameron):

I was born for the climb

I paid with my time

You move so slow, so satisfied

And we don't see eye to eye

All the ones I left behind

You make it easy, lord, they make it easy

Hook (Andrew Cameron):

Y'all can't cop no moves like ours

Shit sound like ten thousand hours

Light work, light work

On that early morning to that midnight work

We move faster, why you sour?

Shit feel like five lines of powder

Light work, light work

24/7, 365 work