[Verse 1]

Tripping, they finna be the ones who live the music

Living, they finna be the ones who never do it

Feel it, a limit when you put your ego to it

Vivid, I see it vividly and he done blew it

Listen, he gave a "dina" for a father figure

Listen, open Medina for a minor figure

This that, a bleached version of another (shh)

Listen, I want a breather for my mother yeah

Bitches, she snap a selfie like I insta feed her

She hoping for a cheeba when I'm on my Wiz Khalifa

And I can have a metaphor or two for bottom feeders

But I can fuck it, finna take a walk on my Adidas

Feel it, I'm from the place where we ain't have no heaters

We had benches for another and a bunch of divas

We had believers back on Venus and a bunch of heathens

This that, we had ideas

Listen, sometimes I feel like I'm just walking backwards

So I, I put in work with all this talking practice

Blowout, see when I'm writing I be out of sadness

Fallout, I need a filter for this fucking madness

[Chorus]

See a homie rock a Rolly like a rap fanatic

Wrist swole but his soul is on the fucking attic

I feel like rappers need to take another crack at it

I'm back at it

I put an "NG" on my mini when I'm back at it

I'm finna shimmy to a milli when I'm back at it

I'm talking ears not commas when I'm back at it

I feel like rappers need to take another crack at it

[Bridge]

I'm back at it

Simple mathematics

[Verse 2]

Feel it, I'm from the place where we're all landless farmers

Every motherfucker making commas carry heavy armors

Dreaming, everybody getting petty on us

If you want a Mary from us, throw a penny on us

See when I started shit was bogus 'cause I lacked focus

But now I'm on it like an Addy so my back hold us

See now I'm jazzy like I'm Lisa, I don't lack Monas

I'm finna rap, 'cause if I don't, they got the gats on us

I can walk up in the dark, I got the bat sonars

If I step on, I don't fall off, that's a max bonus

See a DM see a comment, got the rats on us

Carpe Diem shit is common got the stats on us

[Chorus]

See a homie rock a Rolly like a rap fanatic

Wrist swole but his soul is on the fucking attic

I feel like rappers need to take another crack at it

I'm back at it

I put an "NG" on my mini when I'm back at it

I'm finna shimmy to a milli when I'm back at it

I'm talking ears not commas when I'm back at it

I feel like rappers need to take another crack at it

See a homie rock a Rolly like a rap fanatic

Wrist swole but his soul is on the fucking attic

I feel like rappers need to take another crack at it

I'm back at it

I put an "NG" on my mini when I'm back at it

I'm finna shimmy to a milli when I'm back at it

I'm talking ears not commas when I'm back at it

I feel like rappers need to take another crack at it