[Intro]

Uh, look, Retro

Oh, aight, forget it, go ahead, Retro

[Verse]

Tae Retro, I'm tired of being broke, yeah, that's my last year

Tryna wake up early, touching paper like a cashier

Heard you want the tape, well, listen up 'cause this the premiere

What's a studio? These niggas know that I'm an engineer

Just because they dap you up, don't mean they wanna hang with you

Why you call lil' bro if you know he won't split a mill' with you?

Ignore all the fakes and get this bread like you supposed to

Don't conversate and instigate, that's what them hoes do

Ok, quick, fast, how I cop a Jag' and then I do the dash

Get surpassed or come in last if you thought I was trash

Every day, it's a money day, yeah, that's word to swag

Any day could really be the day that niggas steal your swag

Honestly, they hating on me 'cause I be up in my bag

Niggas dropped a song, got no plays, now he really mad

I could spit the minimum and still be ahead of you

Shorty, I can't stay 'cause I got things to attend to

After I win, go and hit my pose like I'm Ginyu

Hungry rapper, all I got is beats on the menu

He pull up? Nah, that's cap

"Retro, you sliding on tracks?" That's fact

"When the tape gon' drop?" Real soon

Hating niggas, I'm immune

Tae Retro earned money, but you borrowed it

I made the wave and you followed it

Been sad for so long, don't know what sorrow is

And I can't conversate because you're counterfeit