[Phonte]:

While TP was running ball, Tiggalo was running bars

Battle tested, about 100 scars

Rap game had me feeling like it ain't no fun at all

Had me at a crossroads like a nigga missed his uncle Charles

Two years later I'm back on Tay's business

The cameo Copperfield, master Tay wizard

Take 16 ball burying fresh off the benches

Flow, stay on point just like a state witness

The new breed of Carolina boys on your head now

I'm talking TP, Big Re and Mez now

So you can go and put the silliness to bed now

Cause all our rap sheets got 700 thread count

Every four bars I spit is like crowbars

Turning all you diva niggas into cold stars

Yap y'all, lap y'all like go karts

Barbershop flow, y'all don't want no parts

[Outro] [Phonte talking]

Hahaha. Yo, you don't want it brother, I'm trying to tell you. Just give up. Just give up. I make my own gravy. I make my own gravy