Intro:

Hello? Is this on? Ok

Girlfriends are whirlwinds I know this

We grow then break down in moments

We're done for good now I wrote this

To confirm we part ways like Moses

Who want it good now I'm on one

Cocktail and bong load a strong one

I stressed a good deal this mornin- but nah

Verse 1:

Blue hue hit the back of my neck as I levitate to the moon and I pass the piece to the left cuz I feel a lick of success so I know when I get to token up with my friends I get a positive high

(Background) Due to positive vibes

No Trippin

Casually sippin

But what you celebratin for- you ain't even grippin

To Get a hold on your future- minutes are tickin

The liquor kick in

I see you slippin

After college we gotta bounce with a mission

Feel like I been the only one with the tickets

To view reality backstage on the VIP list

I spark a business

To spark a bic switch

Hit the herb so deep when I recognize

My dream ain't far cuz I'm in the skies

Watch this grind go from undefined

To slicin every tree branch nation wide

Chorus:

Won't you do the same- I'm talkin- no Trippin- about your lane

Can you See we don't work for pay

We work to state our name

Just do your your thang

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Verse 2:

Started in the bay as a munchkin workin on a beat gotta eat- where's a luncheon- ya

But don't jump to assumptions-that Zach Klein's gotta nack for production

No time college came and I'm rushin 3 hours north on the 5 where im hustlin

Chico state started Blowout productions- little rap biz bringin broads to the function girls see that young rap star know he's something and they blushin cuz they just wanna touch him

Come through when I'm off and we'll puff this- know that I blow on the pot like a blumpkin

Do what I do and supply that shelf- drop a record and apply my wealth- try and find myself-livin life through the rhymes I belt- while I grow will I blow only time will tell

Chorus:

Won't you do the same- I'm talkin- no Trippin- about your lane

Can you See we don't work for pay

We work to state our name

Just do your your thang

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Bridge:

Who do you think you really are?

Get those locks off your soul- robot control got ya workin at kohls

Why don't you try to touch the stars

Get those locks off your soul

Just cuz your broke with no girl you gon' mope

What do you truly really need?

Just a strip of a goal- mixed with a vision and pinch in some hope

Verse 3:

I was you- young and lookin to make a move- still I'm young and makin it through- I was spinnin the 1's and two's- knew I wanted to make a tune- first electro was my groove- then I started bumpin TDE CD's up in my room

Just a freshman I felt the vibe electric I wanted to be like Kendrick I covered one of his beats

In my dorm closet- I played it back and then paused i felt a little bit nautious I think I'm ill you agreed

Took the motive and started moldin a golden record folder I feel my flow gettin bolder and bolder

Crusin down to LA that summer 2013 where I took some classes in Hollywood put me on that pristine

Studio feel on my tape would you educate im meticulous with my sound and I need this shit to be great

By the end of the summer settled it done I was happy with my recordings and titled it nine months

Chorus:

Won't you do the same- I'm talkin- no Trippin- about your lane

Can you See we don't work for pay

We work to state our name

Just do your your thang

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