[Chrous]

Man, I'm so tired of you

Afraid to light up some trees

If you have nothing to do

Then bring the fire to me

(Get it going, I get it, I get it going

Get it going, I get it, I get it going)

[Verse]

Get it going, I get it, I get it going

Getting in my way leaves you peasants up in the void

You could be foiled, destroyed, and yet never know it

Soon as I step in the pen with mic and pen deployed, rrrrah

Yeah, bitch, pass me the doobie right here

And don't sass me, I do dislike that

Finna blast any fool that might test me

Or ask me a stupid type question

Like, "Rav, bruh, you finna sign?

You should focus your attention on the business side

Pop off and solidify, fuck all that criticizing

And set yourself fucking rich for life!"

Bruh, I don't wanna hear that

I just wanna smoke some dope, and then get back to

Recording more, exploring my mind's decor

And you can think whatever, that's just what I do it for I

Work 9-to-5, then I get high

Write and I rap just to get by

Still R-AV, ho, get it right

Ho, I'm still R-AV, bitch I'll never die

R-A-V