[Chorus: Fry, LQ, and J Three]
They wanna see me just fall
They don’t know how to maintain (Maintain)
I ain't take nothin from palm
They wanna throw me away (Throw me away)
They don’t want see us ball
Want us to fade away (Fade away)
Act different when money involved
I gotta watch the safe (Just watch the safe)
[Verse 1: Fry, LQ, and J Three]
The safety’s off
331 been underground but we takin’ off
Can’t paint the cross
Build me a bridge just to break it off
The water’s crashing and it caught a casket
‘Cause our call to arms just a call to action
Champagne splashin’
Hungry for pork so we killin’ pigs, what a yummy fascist
We were not built for the cubicle
Killin’ fools, show up to their funerals and pray for a fate more suitable
Whoever knew the pain was so beautiful?
3 strikes, 3 stripes
Just to set it off (set it off)
In this one knife, I think that we said it all (okay)
[Chorus: Fry, LQ, and J Three]
They wanna see me just fall
They don’t know how to maintain (Maintain)
I ain't take nothin from palm
They wanna throw me away (Just throw me away)
They don’t want see us ball
Want us to fade away (Fade away)
Act different when money involved
I gotta watch the safe (Just watch the safe)
[Post-Chorus: Fry]
You were not around when the rain came (Rain came)
We weathered the storm ‘till the wave came (The wave came)
These bitches go in hidin’ till it’s pay day (Pay day)
Look what god made on the 8th day (Oh no)
[Verse 2: LQ & J Three]
I’ll tattoo all my taboos
Unclothed can’t see my stab wounds
In the back room smoking back woods
Hit from the back
Look what the cash do
Bad news been that
Soon as you try to do different
They wanna be in your business
I just wanna stack for the ‘fam
Wanna get cash in my hand to buy new living
[Refrain: Fry, LQ, and J Three]
What’s real in this industry?
These corporate bitches killin’ me
They take the creativity and chop it up
Hide the real receipts
What’s real in this industry?
These corporate bitches killin’ me
They take the creativity and chop it up
Hide the real in me
[Verse 3: Fry, LQ, and J Three]
You feelin’ me or fillin’ me with lead
Leavin’ me for dead
Hidin’ from the feds
They take the food off your plate but still make sure you fed
The lies instead, they slice your bread
Bribes inside it confide in debts
The helping hand is hell itself
Overhanded fell from wealth (Fell from wealth, fell from wealth)
[Bridge: Fry, LQ, and J Three]
Who the fuck they think they stopping? (It’s us)
Who the fuck you think they stopping? (Us)
Time isn’t stopping, it’s never enough
This is the end of that topic, we up
Who the fuck they think they stopping? (It’s us)
Who the fuck you think they stopping? (Us)
Time isn’t stopping, it’s never enough
End of discussion, we ready to run
Who the fuck they think they stopping? (It’s us)
Who the fuck you think they stopping? (Us)
Time isn’t stopping, it’s never enough
When hell is coming that’s when the heavens erupt
[Verse 4: Fry, LQ, and J Three]
Synth spraying like a motherfuckin’ Mac-10
Still the three motherfuckers from back then
They ain’t like the old me
Worried ‘bout the past tense
Go get the cash i’m out
Gonna cash in
Washin my mouth out for the past sins
Two bad bitches, still might pass ‘em
Montana, red and gold is my fashion
When you tapped out
We still tapped in
Around the issues you tap dancin’
Three of us, one dream to blow up
No second chances
Might try rap off the acid
Chi town burbs, tryna build that classic (Classic)