[Chorus: Keag & IshDARR]

Living my life yeah the way that I want, ok

Don't hit my phone, I ain't tryna' talk

I'll reply "Ok"

I'm on mission, I hope that you get it

Get out the way If you don't see vision

Ok, ok, ok, ok, ok, ok

[Verse 1: Keag]

Don't tag me in shit man, I don't give a fuck

You and homies are nothin' but sus'

All of you fools just be runnin' ya tongue

Don't comment, that comment, there's nothing in common

Yeah I got some problems, I been off my rocker

I act a lil cocky, I'm confident too

I'm tryna' get rich and just shit on my ex

'Cause she on the same shit, so tell her fuck you

Drama and problems, don't profit too much

Commas make change and I’m tryna' move up

You're do tryna' do what? Chill and post up?

I need constant movement, I'm anxious when stuck

Head first at homeplate, I hit like a truck

Coming in last ain't a option for us

Nothing in common with ya, no more lying to you

I’m a lion, reliant on killing my food

I'm shark in the booth, with the sharpest of teeth

Read all the warnings, don't go to the beach

If you hate on me now, take a shot of some bleach

I know that you're mad your girl listens to me

Slappin' that track with Roy Purdy Keag

The loudest of foes are the hardest to please

So I'll switch up my cadence and do some rephrasing

Then cater a fuck you to all of their faces

[Chorus: Keag & IshDARR]

Living my life yeah the way that I want, ok

Don't hit my phone, I ain't tryna' talk

I'll reply "Ok"

I'm on a mission, I hope that you get it

Get out the way If you don't see the vision

Ok, ok, ok, ok, ok, ok

[Verse 2: IshDARR]

Up in yo' state, the first stop is the plug (oK)

20 years old in New York, in the club

With the swing like Mike, momma said no drugs

Never listen at all, pity the the fool

No pity the man who getting involved

The demons cold, unleash the wolves

I break the chains, I rock the fur, the ice is on, the price is surged

I'm gon' always be me, only way to succeed

Drop down menu with the top down

Women, had two on me, I might spaz just little

The life unhealthy, I duck the twit' feed

She bust cause I am who say I am

You boys impostors, taste like pussy

And this ain't yo vision, don't even look please

The more that I look into it, I see what these niggas doing

They acting like the Indie, really got 'em a label moving

The fact of the matter different planet, I been blooming

I still plan everything out, my gang booming

Still need no hate programs

I8 or Land Rovers by the 6s

That one for my grams and ion want no phone calls from them

KEAG and IshDARR, Ok bitch

Ok, ok, ok, ok, ok, ok