If you got time to spare

We could never compare

(Hey Michael, you made it)

I feel like I got no chance

My agemates using a Benz

And things are getting intense, yeah

(Okay it's M2 on the mix)

You're in your level... And am in my level

You're in your level... And am in my level

You're in your level, while am in my level

Obviously, we're facing different devil

Yours could be sеven, while mine is еleven

We should be careful so not to miss heaven

Jjey Splend

I feel like I got no chance

My agemates using a Benz

And things are getting intense, yeah

I got a responsibility

My day ones, and my family all depends on me

Success seems getting afar

When I'm thinking I'm closer

Now I feel like I'm a loser, damn!

Things are just hard, they will be good

What I have heard, I've been booed

They don't get into me

Jason

Been working on the main line

Working like Kurt Angle [You Suck]

The game is the same

It's Just up on a different level

When I wanna rise

Haters don't want me to settle

Whatever you want in life

You will get it when you hustle

Keep on shining

Keep on grinding

Don't stop trying

When we stand, you'd be falling

You be flexing, We'd be topping

I'ma keep pushing, striving, climbing

And steady grinding

Cos ain't time to be crying

One day we'd be flying

We're the better ones, put me on the camera

All this niggas lame they are stammerers

Tell them we're coming, we're gonna take over

Bondo gang, got no time to play, we're hustlers

You're in your level (You're in your level)

And am in my level [Am in my level]

You're in your level (You're in your level)

And am in my level [Am in my level]

You're in your level, while am in my level

Obviously, we're facing different devil

Yours could be seven, while mine is eleven

We should be careful so not to miss heaven

If you got time to spare

We could never compare

We can sit down and stare

But, both of our time is near

You getting lost in doubt

Should take a different route

Soul grow I feel it sprout

Silence is hitting loud

I swear to god it’s so different

Young colored out couldn’t pay the rent

We take a gun and we play pretend

Then get the bag just to flex and spend

We're a different level

We're a different view

When I’m talking success

Man I’m talking bout you

I'ma catch you on top

Man if you only knew

All the chances you got

Are the chances I blew

They all call me OG back home

I’m the original

Failed motherfucker that dabbled in criminal

I never made it out

I hope you make it

Tuck your dreams in

Or the ghetto will take it

You're in your level...

And am in my level...