[Verse 1]

(?), feel like I'm waking up on God's time

Green light, getting to the money, I ain't got time

My time's relentless, the rhymes infectious

Leave a couple lines to test 'em, minds could guess 'em

D-U-T-C-H, coming from a decent place

Dropping knowledge, keeping honest, for a decent pay

They stream my funds while the funds come from streaming plays

I got Chess pieces open, and I keep it placed

Like I got blessed, seeking hope in a vacant mind

Making mine, (?) time, ain't nobody taking mine

Take a break?

Never, my nigga, I'm on a fucking paper chase

I got ankle brace, you got paperweights

I've been away, I'm been taking lessons with (?)

Leave the letters at the door, I'm only gone when you lonely

I'm never gon' respond, you should know that if you know me

If you truly down for me, then I'd expect you to show me

[Verse 2]

I'm a down to Earth nigga with a mission on his mind

Not to mention on a grind, I'm tryna save the city

Never took a handout, my nigga save the pity

And I don't please the politics, I think the game is shitty

(?) just made awake and said my ways are witty

Always gave 100, nowadays they play with 50

Ain't you niggas in the game learn not to play with 50

50/50 chance to hit me up and say they miss me

50/50 chance they ask me "Dutch, what's up, bro, where you been at?"

"I see you on your shit, let's make a hit", it's where they get at

This shit ain't fun and games no more, and I don't think they get that

I'm in a different lane, my bro, the top is where I sit at

I'm focused beyond measure

I'm surely, B, go and get 'em

I'm nervous but God got me, insurgent, I'm bomb dropping

No children, it's casualties, killing rappers so casually

I got bodies on this mic of mine, Ali how I'm fighting time