[Intro: Dizzy Wright]

Do it til it's perfect

Demrick better have them shots pulled up man

[Verse 1: Dizzy Wright]

This year I mean all business authentic

Real verse fake it's easy to fall victim

Flowing keep it out going like across center

That's why when I see food I be having these raw dinners, wait

No jedi, look my nigga I'm getting used to it

Tough skin so I'm putting the tattoos to it

New skin so I'm known for spitting the truth fluent

I'm still moving but I ain't stopping until my crew moving like a tow truck

Smoking dope with the door shut

I told the homies that my concentration back

I'm Floyd May with the combination, the type they can't hit me

I'm got them dizzy, I'm definitely intact

Ring the alarm, I'm like CP4

Passionate on the court

But I'm building it with a state farm

My day ones like to kick it like Draymond

No high kicks but we as high as it gets

Let's go

[Chorus]

Old school coming down on the Ave

All hands on me wanna touch no tag (No tag)

Counting up like I'm doin' the dash

Still movin' on the way to a bag

Old school coming down on the Ave

All hands on me wanna touch no tag (No tag)

Counting up like I'm doin' the dash

Still movin' on the way to a bag

[Verse 2]

Hustled out of pocket, turned it into a profit

So many tried to block it but I did it regardless

Either you with us or you part of the problem

I know they want me back down on the bottom, I got 'em

It's all part of my process

How you get the Rolex and he ain't even nine yet

Nigga I'm immortal, I be thinking beyond death

I'ma live forever as long as they playing my song next

My blood burning like a fireplace, Henny with the water chase

And these niggas still hating like they Charlamagne

But I'm paying no mind, grinding, do me

Hotel filled with groupies with my homies flowing

Who we?

[Chorus]

Old school coming down on the Ave

All hands on me wanna touch no tag (No tag)

Counting up like I'm doin' the dash

Still movin' on the way to a bag

Old school coming down on the Ave

All hands on me wanna touch no tag (No tag)

Counting up like I'm doin' the dash

Still movin' on the way to a bag

[Verse 3: Dizzy Wright]

Fifth year while these big years y'all been giving me

Self-motivated, I'm the coldest with a [?]

All my riders, water and Hennessy

Ayo, I came up balling, shit was a motherfucking gym to me

If you ain't dropping gems, you could drop like John Kennedy

I take that back cause look what God's given me

I can't complain, I'm working on a different me

You living life on the moon and you can't see it, whoa

So keep rolling up

The difference between you and I is you ain't woken up

As [?] I'm Jordan hitting the shoulder shrug

I'm tatted up like a subway, know how to cold a subs

And I'm in a bit of my New Yorker buzz

See I was in love with the music way before the love

It was rapping and boxing, that golden age of golden gloves

Diving in creating history on Simon's lands

And Reezy tell these niggas what we ridin in when we slide through

[Chorus]

Old school coming down on the Ave

All hands on me wanna touch no tag (No tag)

Counting up like I'm doin' the dash

Still movin' on the way to a bag

Old school coming down on the Ave

All hands on me wanna touch no tag (No tag)

Counting up like I'm doin' the dash

Still movin' on the way to a bag