[Verse 1: TrillBazz]

I ain’t got no peak but I’m on a mountain

I always kept it streaming like a water fountain

This my calling, I’m speed dialing opportunity

We making history that lasting for eternity (infinity)

I snap like a tree branch, stacking my green I don’t need ranch

Game always Locked like a key latch

Why does everything always come with a string attached

I’m just tryna build, grow with the Day 1 Co guild

If you want beef we can get that grilled

Why do they hate when you real, being genuine can get you killed

This is my craft cooking up the steel just like it’s Minecraft

Your lyrics be looking like rough drafts

You a Group of phonies like a news cast

That’s why you will always place last

I’m present in the future you in the past

I can’t keep up with time it moving too fast

Molding Success like a cast

I know who you are Tho dont put you on blast

I don’t keep up with a schedule

I just be modding the module

Demons want to cease my existence

But cause of God I got resistance

I’m always down with the movement

You fear me and hear the improvement

Im just a grinding working student

I love the underground you know I’m prudent

This is for anyone

Trust me relate this to everyone

You know me know that Im never done

You also know that I already won

[Verse 2: Azure The Paradox]

Yuh, I stretch the beat I just be loungin no effort

How I make it and kill it, like you could do any better

I mean my whole damn discography just be lacking these errors

In another dimension you never seeing my era

Laying up with my goddess like what the fuck you expect

These niggas ain't really rapping they just be chasing the checks

They skip leg day on daily they prolly breaking they calves

I put this beat in a hearse cuz I gotta cover my tracks

Uh, if Casey meeting Susan who the truest Anthony

Im trying to be the coldest in the game, nigga plan to be

Been in my direction all the fortune just gon pan to me

Too young for them clubs but I know them girls gon dance to me

I been tripping lately, still writing love letters

Told my shawty ain't noother nigga love better

Barely trending but im soon to be a trendsetter

And shoutout my nigga Harley with the vendetta

[Verse 3: Harrles Batcher]

Shit so fuckin crazy man my life is crazy

Took to many drugs and now I’m feelin wavy

Run it back I’m feelin crazy (Yuh)

I’m Feelin crazy (yuh, yuh)

Fuck it up dump it off

I do not give a fuck

Loud pack and yayo that’s all that I play bro

Where is you at tho

Always at the crib never fuckin leave

Rollin up a blunt fill it up with leaf

Elevate my brain CO the team

Come with the heat, wanna catch a fade

Hold up we'll meet (Yuh)

All of the homies they still sling them bricks

Don’t give a fuck if they see you in six

Pulling the hammer on lady’s an shit

Run your ass dry it’s still fuck all the pigs

CO the team and lost boys be the clique

Fuck what they say we be runnin this shit (Yeah)

Fuck what they say we be runnin this shit (Ay)

Yeah CO the team and lost boys be the clique Yeah

[Verse 4: Jayy Teee]

Yeah, They better not be fucking with the rap pack

Cause I’ll come back with an attack

On they bitch ass with a Mortar

Bitch I’m immortal and Imma

Destroy every bit of confidence

Incompetent anonymous grab em by the esophagus then rip this shit

I could never be synonymous

So feel the consequence

From a humble fellow with his consciousness

They only in it for the clout

We been on a cloud and we never backing down

Hear my sound and flip shit now

Cause a white boy spitting like he’s on another level

Pedal to the medal I’mma reach up for the mothafucking medals

Never settle for the worse only wishing for the best

Cause the devils coming for our fucking chest

Till we just find a way but we already blessed

First place leaving Nigga’s in the dust

Alright let me slow it down now , Sike

Ain’t no competition when I do the composition

Only ammunition spitting when I’m ripping with my niggas

It’s a fucking demolition Y’all gon need an electrician

Cause we spitting fire

Just to mix it with the superstition

All you bitches better wishing

On our motherfucking downfall

Like a plane getting hit by four bombs

Insane let it bang six four palms

Put it to your brain like trigrams

Niggas going up against five rams

Get you sick enough to get a migraine

It’s all you bitches against my brain

(my brain, my brain, my brain)