[Verse 1: Stanley Ipkuss]

Don't only surround yourself with champions

But make sure those same people wanna see you win

Too many people salty walkin 'round

Bringin everyone else down while talkin down on themselves

Then project it onto everybody else, what the hell?

Too focused on how they catchin L's (catchin L's)

Even though they winnin' through another nigga vision

In the same dimension, to your blessings

You need to pay attention

Not to mention, they could get lost in an instant

Like- chalked in the trenches, for instance

Sometimes my attitude comes off as pretentious

And for my own happiness I'm awfully defensive

Double-edged sword, double standard and contradictions

Place your pawn in the wrong position

How many moves ahead you playin for?

Besides the rent to your landlord

And venting 'til the man stands bored in the cabbage patch

[Bridge: Stanley Ipkuss & Charis Amber]

Good roots in the cabbage patch

I'm confused on how you think you have it bad

We bruise but never lose in the aftermath

As a matter of fact, any hate, you can have it back

Good roots in the cabbage patch, with good news

I'm confused on how you think you have it bad

We bruise but never lose in the aftermath

As a matter of fact, any hate, you can have it back

[Verse 2: Charis Amber]

Rappin from the cabbage patch

Askin from the back, "Can we have a bag of Apple Jacks?"

I'ma' act a sad sap with the flap intact

Tad too enthused to abuse til the ass is bad

I'm a rabid child, lookin wild like a pasture cat

And I smile, take a pic, try to capture that (click, click)

It's a moment always golden, and it's floatin

There's no holdin what I'm hopin we can grow

From all the pain that has been stabbing back

Got me in my spine like a battleaxe

Foldin over hips, come to grips with realities

Countin up your chips like the dips'll make a salary

Eat a salad, keep my figure now I'm bigger

Like a picture in the gallery

You can frame it for your crimes

But you cannot take its valor, we

Lovin for our lives, yeah we runnin for the calories

Runnin for the calories

[Bridge: Stanley Ipkuss + Charis Amber]

With good roots in the cabbage patch, and good news

I'm confused on how you think you have it bad

We bruise but never lose in the aftermath

As a matter of fact, any hate, you can have it back

Good roots in the cabbage patch, with good news

I'm confused on how you think you have it bad

We bruise but never lose in the aftermath

As a matter of fact, any hate, you can have it back