[Chorus]

Dust it off and level up

All ya bars is hand me down

These niggas outta touch

They still want a Grammy now

Dust it off and level up

All ya bars is hand me down

These niggas outta touch

They still want a Grammy now

[Verse 1: RNDYSVGE]

What the fuck is a nomination worth

If you come through the door and they pat you down

It’s a price on my head

Price on ya head

World want us dead

All of us dead

All the love is dead

But you can’t see it huh?

This can’t be it huh?

But I could feel it when I got no feelings huh?

Black or brown it don’t matter, just gray matter

But I’m forever like a black mamba in a 8 pattern

Leaving marks in the sand

Wifey hand in my hand

I’m the head of this house

I was told it’s god plan

Fought it for a minute

Hard to admit it

Wouldn’t know if I can

But I still gotta get it

Still gotta uh

Even if the world is damned

[Chorus]

Dust it off and level up

All ya bars is hand me down

These niggas outta touch

They still want a Grammy now

Dust it off and level up

All ya bars is hand me down

These niggas outta touch

They still want a Grammy now

[Verse 2: Zilo]

Stuck up in the mud

Thought I wouldn’t light my fire

Nothing gets me down

It’ll make me rise up higher

Sit and cry for what?

That’ll never get me anywhere

Imma work it out

See you at the top yeah, yeah

Buckle up my seat belt

Turning up the gear yeah

Had to flip the sequence

Now you don’t believe me

I found myself

Uncovering all my greatness

Yeah, it feels amazing, yeah, yeah

Only surround myself

With the good energy

People got jaded

And now I really notice it

And I ain’t mad at it

I wish you well

But just keep the fuck away from me