[Verse 1]

Uh, waves splashing over chit chatter

Uh, how I'm feeling? Ain't shit matter

Look, still I'm floating on a wave

Self-motivated, yeah I'm on another page

Next chapter, final boss, grandmaster

The reinvention, not an ounce of black magic

My granny prayers kept me standing

Dealing with dementia, can't forget why I be at it

Look, just last year I was an addict

But keep it Skanless, I can't judge you on your habits

Never budge, keep it sturdy on your standings

Keep a .30 by standing for bystanders

Tryna sneak shots like TMZ cameras

Your ambitions might attract a slight ambush

Uh, Crip blue with the tan guts

Rugers or the Gen5s, they don't jam up

'Bout a mill', I'll tear that whole Tam's up

Yeah I'm lying, I'm probably with a bitch jammed up right now

Chilling and debating on thread count

Duck duck goose when it come to the headcount

Everybody doctors, niggas pushing the meds out

I'm feeling like Big Worm sliding down on Craig's house

I'm cooking up every day, try to hear me out

I'm just rapping 'bout some shit nobody care about

[Friday Sample - Big Worm, Smokey]

You smoking my shit?

Hell nah! Fuck with your shit? Hell nah!

You smoking my shit?

Now why would I do some shit like that?

I don't wanna have to fuck you up, Smokey!

Playing with money is like playing with my emotions

Worm! Now you last brother money I'll mess with (Uh)

I'll steal from my momma before I mess your shit

[Verse 2]

That's a broken record on repeat

Been hearing the same song, different beat

Be careful with putting your business in the streets

When niggas come checking for it

You know checking ain't cheating

I be this close to hitting gang meetings

But niggas cool with niggas snitching

That's some shit I don't believe in

How do big dogs turn into felines?

How you a Franklin without a Leon?

Uh, hit up his baby momma Nissan

He went to triage

His weight on a heavy decline

Spinal tap, now he numb from his waistline down

Heart black as Akon, now

Uh, look, it's cinematic, nonfiction

Imagine fitting a description and ain't did shit

On the other hand, I done did everything in the book

So I appreciate you letting me cook

All the blood, sweat and tears over years that it took to get here

Just to realize it is what it is

Uh, the ups and downs, had my fair share of bullshit

Depression had me contemplating bullshit

Never caved in, stood firm in the bullpen

I lead a pack of wolves dressed in wool skin

I'm cooking up every day, tryna do it big

I'm just rapping 'bout some shit nobody tryna hear