Released on November 21, 2025

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[Verse 1]

Uh, PSA10, got a wifey, she fine

A Pitbull named Rocky and studio time

I'm flying LaGuardia 'cause of my rhymes

A twenty-two Y going zero to sixty

Infinity bowtie that Cory had fit me

The Cliquot I'm pouring is 'bout to get sticky

We waited 'til marriage, she said get up in me

I'm whippin' this brick and I call it a verse

Paying bills and I'm lifting her skirt

In the gym and I'm puttin' in work

Sixty-one kilos, I squat 'til it hurt, and-

And my team got my back

Cxdy and Max on the snare and the clap

I got Kimmy and Austin, they down for the ride

Henry and Vladislav ready to slide, I-

And I be out in South range climbing five hundred

Baby in the sunroom looking so stunnin'

Romeo Y Julieta I'm puffing

Cote Du Rhônе in a Reidel I'm upping

I got my frames, and thе Gucci's ain't nothin'

Man I'm feeling blessed and my shawty is too

Lotta pain to get where but what's new?

What's new? What's new?

Talkin' 'bout what's next

Gettin' bars off like I'm on a bench press

Finally in a rhythm in my home out west

Look, quarter mile drive off of five and my backyard I probably could g-


[Bridge]

(Back-, Backwoods

That's the one thing that I always roll)

(Yeah, yeah, aye yeah, aye yeah)


[Verse 2]

Look, GIA, GIS

Found a treasure on the map, I went on a quest

Kings Valley, where the tower had a beast in it

But my wifey at the top so I defeated it

Rolls Royce's and that mansions lookin' nice

But if it's for the money I won't make the sacrifice

Yeah I been in and out of dungeons with the spiders and the spells

To know a couple thousand just ain't worth the trip to hell

Yeah I was runnin' through a sauna hoping money be the truth

But finding writing lyrics and recording in the booth

Yeah I was runnin' through a sauna hoping money be the truth

But finding writing lyrics and recording in the booth

Yeah I was runnin' through a sauna hoping money be the truth

But finding writing lyrics and recording in the booth

Yeah I was runnin' through a sauna hoping money be the truth

But finding writing lyrics and recording in the booth


[Outro: [?]]

(There's something in the water

I feel it taking over me

It's slowly getting harder to breathe

To breathe, to breathe)