[Verse 1: Mibbs]

She hates when I’m gone

Whirlwinds and cyclones

We live in a wasteland with laptops and iPhones

We love our hip hop

Not Love & Hip Hop

I lost trust in hip hop ‘cause ain’t no love in hip hop

Hate comin’ from the old heads

I don’t fuck with these new niggas

I ain’t into makin’ new friends

That's why I ain’t fuckin’ with you nigga

Grew up with a crew of niggas

Linked up and we blew niggas

Y’all wanna rock Tom Ford and pop corks, me too nigga!

Friendships don’t last, but this too shall pass

Hard to keep your passion when you stressin’ out about cash

Pray to God and I ask Him to bring a blessing outta his stash

Expedite that package, Sir, I really need it that fast

I been locked up in this lab, pushin’ classics outta my ass

Cashin’ in on my future leaving tire marks in my past

Place yourself in that driver seat, sit your foot on that gas

Just make sure when they wave the checkered flag

That you not last

[Hook: Mibbs]

We gon’ see what you about

If it’s meant to be, time will tell

We gon’ see what you about

If it’s meant to be, time will tell

We gon’ see what you about

If it’s meant to be, time will tell

We gon’ see what you about

If it’s meant to be, time will tell

[Verse 2: Like]

Got my feet up drinkin’ cold beer

I can see it all so clear

I done heard it all with both ears

Ayy, these niggas out here so weird

Y’all niggas trippin’ I ain’t goin’ near

Every time I turn the channel, they promotin’ fear

Police get away with murder when the coast is clear

Niggas gettin’ executed yet we persevere

We be really ‘bout that action or we herds in here

Y’all still be actin’ like hoes

Y’all still be jackin’ our flows

Y’all goin’ back ‘cause we forward

This for my trappin’ ass homies

This for my bitches who’s paid

Let’s flip these stacks and get paid

Let’s get this money six ways

I ain’t been sleepin’ for days

I ain’t gon’ sleep ‘til I die

You know I be goin’ for mine

Middle fingers be up in the sky

[Verse 3: BeYoung]

Damn, dog, ain’t funny how the times change?

Still Divvy, still busy, that’s the mindframe

'Scuse me, lil nigga, that’s my lane

Right sound, right track, that’s the right train

Right brown, right yak, that’s the right drank

Formate with my niggas and we migrate

‘Bout to charge, get back, multiply eight

Then baby, throw that shit back gyrate

Div niggas been cold as the tri-state

Stay posted ‘cause I know better

Same niggas with the paper, baby, no cheddar

Still kill ‘em with the flow, ho, Lo sweaters

Prolly gettin’ stoned bitch I know Rosetta

Aviate no our gang need propellers

Nigga push the whole thang, I’m the wholeseller

Nigga fly on my wings, you can float better

Pull you five or six hoes out at Coachella

[Hook: Mibbs]

We gon’ see what you about

If it’s meant to be, time will tell

We gon’ see what you about

If it’s meant to be, time will tell

We gon’ see what you about

If it’s meant to be, time will tell

We gon’ see what you about

If it’s meant to be, time will tell

We gon’ see what you about

If it’s meant to be, time will tell

We gon’ see what you about

If it’s meant to be, time will tell

We gon’ see what you about

If it’s meant to be, time will tell

We gon’ see what you about

If it’s meant to be, time will tell

[Outro]

Wish you could walk away

Be down to drink today

We gon' find a way

All my night light, you got