[Verse 1: Marlon Craft]

Somebody tell Sway he don't got enough fingers for me

Found love in music and held it tight like a singers tummy

Livin' lovely

Different companies want me

I'm in different company now

But i'm indifferent cuz money could never interrupt me

Corporations wanna sign me 'cuz I wage a war with words

But can't no halliburton label profit off my courage

This ain't for show man I came to grow ima take you with me

Gave CPR to my city so your clap backs could never match the applause that they give me

Trust, I ain't switching up

Whole team on my back pack the competition up

Listen up

I'm blessin' the booth like my verse a confession

Tryna keep it real in a world where truth is perception

This what a legend sound like before they a legend

Won't see lives wasted by anymore of brethren

Their self-worth inflated they can't afford their reflection

And they still my brothers but had to son em call it incestuous

I'm just tryna make a difference

Cuz schools they sit us in make consumers instead of citizens

Instruments for the dividends, an orchestra for capital

Music to the ears of the ones who call it impractical

To fight for somethin' more then the world we given and asked to love

Where they condition you neurotic and then pass you drugs

I always knew I'd make it out the dark

I'm goin back in to lead em out cuz now I have the spark

[Verse 2: Radamiz]

I know famous people that are homeless

I know the poorest people that are focused

Tried to make the Gap sound cool and call it Gizap

Bring NY back like Kristaps with the rizaps

Trust fund rappers glorifying every trizzap

Bitch I'm tryna feed my soul

You just verified on Twitter

Bitch I'm tryna feed my soul

You just swipe right on Tinder

You dress like you still wet the bed, I get ahead when I recollect

With the GOAT's I go to neck to neck

Couple necklaces, that's just ornaments

They forfeit, their identity for fraudulence

Life is a gift not a tournament

That NY NY royalty

Still ain't pay my phone bill this month

So mothafucka I can't call it quits yo peep so

The flow's, got some medical issues

So i guess the shows, disability checks

Was too young for thrones, now that puberty hit

I go claim the gold, and share it all with my set

Run dat run dat run dat run dat

Run dat, run dat, run dat

I'm with Shadow making shadows out the fakest

I knew Oswin, when none of us were famous

God's the judge and intentions be the plaintiff

Radamiz if you couldn't say the name it

Took years in the making - to blow up overnight

Insomnia the whole time

Saw myself here since like '09

I talk better in music than conversations

The music still feel like a conversation

One look at my squad like the constellations

I kill a hater with work ethic

I'm living proof you can make it too

I go make sure you ain't heard better

I go do this for fam, they don't know much English but the truth got a translator

Me or that weak shit, the ultimatum

Treat the tracklist like an affidavit

Peep my blessings with a calculator

Add it up, add it up, add it up

When you don't let em use you, get mad as fuck

You put out trash shit and be glad as fuck

The real ones rejoice when the data comes

I popped a wheelie on a Challenger

1000 somethin' on my calendar

No days off when you the passenger

When God chauffeur you through the massacre

[Chorus: Angelo Mota]

Hit me when i'm high

Only wanna hit me when i'm low

They don't wanna try

Bitch i had to/ get it on my own

Only want to get it when i'm high

Never when i'm low

Always wanna/ see me when i'm high

Never wanna see me when i'm low

Wanna be alone

Never when it/ seems i'm getting by

Really though i think i wanna go

Don't feel strong, so whenever i be/ feeling that i'm high, always scared i'm really going low

Even when i'm high

I can throw my/ feelings in the sky

Pray they never drop cause i'm a boy

Couldn't even cry

I would hit a/ ceiling when i'm high

Always gotta bring me to the low

Couldn't even see it with my eye/

Really gotta know, is you only in it for the highs

[Verse 3: Angelo Mota]

Changing my pallet

I never say this with malice

I got this shit on a/ balancing act like a ballet

Sole of my shoes got a callus

Boy that's a talent/

Labels see me as a package

I can make the present and i can rap it

I can take/ the present day as a challenge

I ain't had the time to lay in a hammock

Hating is/ rampant

Stay in your carriage

Say that my range doesn't span the atlantic

Same ones who/ speak on my name in italics

Bump my records wit they parents and turn into parrots you/ should be embarrassed for sleeping but fuck it

I let em burn wit the mattress

I turned to a/ savage

21 until the casket

I took the coal and i turned it to karats/

Made of the pots and the pans that i bang wit the mallets

And if i'm more famous than average

I'm/ keeping my heart on my sleeve

Get the keys to the palace and leave it with khaled

I peeped an im/balance

You basic by the PH too

Or if we getting scientific like CH2

And when i/ step in the building you know i'm burning it down

I think we/ need AC in the DJ booth