[Verse: Rob Riley]

Ideas they had back then

Ideals we all trapped in

Confidence what we lacking

Common sense is unfounded

Close quarters we trapped in

Trapped in, trapped in

That’s where we get trapping

(Aye yo! Get the fuck outta here bruh!)

Taxing like Philly soda bih

Give em something lit

To hold em over with

(Roll that shit!)

Brown bagged gifts Jehovah’s wit...

Know my shit, so I’m on my shit

Here it go again

Round robin, turnstile

Either turn in or you turned out

No second guessing no doubt

No accolades no clout

How you eating? No mouth

Cup runneth over, pour it out

Give em what they want they adore ya

Give em what they need

Have em lookin down on ya

Just to see a salty frown on ya

Tell em look up

They forgot that crown on ya

[Hook x2]

Step by step

I’ve been tryna

Make some sense

Outta what don’t

Make no sense

And I’ll do it

Step by step

[Verse: Rob Riley]

Grind is important, mortar and pestle

Just shows who really wannit

What you finna let go?

Nothing is special

You choose what meant mo'

Your sanity or your vanity?

Time to make a dollar outta

Change laying round here

Wealth is what you make it

Make a change while you down here

Quit chasing the wave

Make a way...when it ain’t none

Refrain from telling niggas how to make it

You ain’t made none

Attacked from all angles, dangling from our ankles

In a tank full of alligators, it ain’t new

Difference is what make you...

What you know and what you claim to...