[Intro: Jacque Lorraine]

Look, ayy, tune;static, yeah

[Verse 1: Jacque Lorraine, Conscience]

I got on two pairs of pants because my big ones don't fit

My Carhart's about as thick as a Brazilian chick

I act like Joey with the bros, but Jacque a millionaire shtick

Tryna get all of my credits with the billionare clique

Yeah, let me know, in Benihanas, sippin' on slick, let me know

Fetti hit like Cudi in the pen, let me know

Flippin' like the sample pack, the pen let me know (Yeah, it's Conscience)

Busy with the water works again, let me know

[Verse 2: Conscience]

I'm a product of the life I live in tidal waves, what auntie said

Disrespect my brother's name, we share our last name

I hate a rapper with a flow that's plain Jane, I'll drop a rapper dead

You drop a rapper dead, I do it same-same

You want beef, then I deliver on it

FedEx, same day, I still wipe the floor, you need a medic

Ain't changed that, Gucci frames on my mama eyes, yeah, let me know

Bonafide wisdom, I'm a genius, let me know

My influence spreadin' through the game, yeah, let me know

Collectin' quarters tied together on bars, yeah, let me know

[Verse 3: Jacque Lorraine]

You know I keep it smooth, lil' bro, so don't be so surprised

I keep watch of the motion with a soulful eye

I'm better than I was, but not as good as I would hope to rise

I know I'll make it there as long as brodie keep on holdin' mine

Be careful who I speak with, don't put me on recorded lines

Unless it's in a song in which I'm spittin' like I'm foldin' lines

Sixteen bars, and every one of them, you know the rhymes

Know that I'm the sorta guy who coordinates the portions, ayy

[Verse 4: Conscience]

Conscience third eye light my flame, I portion out the notorized

Caution out the window, when I pass the mic, it's sorta like

Cashin' out the check for the art I sell, yeah, the order's light

Je parle, only heat in Miami, sevens like golden eye

Mind is really golden, I byte the tera, hot like a skillet, my mind a whole drive

You all drama, spiritual pressure make you sweat just like a whole sauna

Mind over matter, my pen is holy, your pen just got a lot of squalor

I am not your equal, you gon' have to wear a whole collar

Tappin' out the beef, I'm tappin' in to my-

[Outro]

Don't you get a badge or somethin'?

Well, we'll see

You think maybe it will?

I shouldn't wonder

Might get a gold one?

Maybe

Now remember, Pinnochio, be a good boy

And always let your conscience be your guide