[Verse 1: Greg Owens]

From the C.O. to across the seas

It's the kid named G.O. in the place to be

I'm young, black and gifted, so that makes me dangerous

I aim to bust, who try to take the game from us

Y'all be trippin like Smokey doing angel dust

Greg Owens in the name we trust

I took my talents to Chicago

But I'm still representing O-H-I-O

And I'm still here whether you like it or not

And the plan is to take my whole team to the top

Get better every time my new music drop

Give you what you want, whether it's rap or pop

And you like it and you know it

So don't hide it and just show it

When it's all said it done

Me and my niggas in it for the long run (Kent talk to em)

[Verse 2: Kent]

Roll out just to roll by

Roll it up just to get high

Why y'all trippin man I'm just doing me

With two bad bitches, trying to do it three

I took the winter off cooking up the heat

You'll be lucky that you getting this for free

It's what you want and what you need

Took a while to plant the seed

Now it's time to get your ass up on your feet

Same nigga since day one

Just added hustle and had less fun

Dare a nigga to say somethin'

But I'll be ready when the day comes

Used to sit up in the back, had enough of that

I done got so fucking high off facing face

With my dogs making money off of couple cats

I'ma show you for Columbus where it's at

So I make a lot moves gotta dribble low

These niggas wonder what is in what it's hitting for

Depending how I'm feeling I say for the low

But if a nigga owed down then I'm taxing them

And that's real ain't keeping it the other way

I smoke kill rolling up until my dying day

Fuck how you feel nothing you say hold any weight

I repping BJ and Willie forever and a day, everyday

[Verse 3: Grizz]

My fam the most dope like Mac Miller, for that scrilla

I'll kill a mic with a vernacular, I'm that illa

Feel like Currensy audio dope I'm that dealer

Still hot box in the whip my nigga that's trilla

Go getta, Guerilla Unit I was raised on

Still the same kid, gold chain on

Man I'm just trying to get my aim on

I'm shooting for the stars now I'm warmed up nigga game on

First chain kind of like my first phone

Probably feel the same when I buy my first home

Sophomore year wearing gold around my neck

I was trying to get some pussy, go from rookie to a vet

I wanna hit Adele see you know they got them curves

No greek shit but your girl looking in my swerve

Catch me whipping riding slow around the block

I'ma do it til my heart stop, still Grizz nigga