[Part 1: Day Dreaming]

[Intro]

[Verse 1: Visuals]

All we ever needed was the practice

Takin' these words and we turn them into action

Imagine if I could make it happen

I know the tactics of being massive and fuck all distractions

Smokin' and tokin' my chakras stay open

Got only one goal and I got to stay focused

This game has awoken one that has always been chosen

I'm passing that potent, I live for the moment

And know that we takin' these body counts

Until the bank account containin' large amounts

Me and my team hungry no way we starvin’ now

Pick that shit up and now you know it's goin' down

All this shit's crazy, swear that it's crazy

Compared to the shit that's been happenin' lately

These niggas don't phase me I know that they tryin' to break me

I teach them to never mistake me

Just know your survival is when all your idols

They start to become all your rivals, pause

No recitals and interpret the Bible

Surrounding yourself with a couple disciples ‘cause

Successors are made out of pressure of living through all this oppression

And Lord, this is a list and I’m spittin’ confession

Send down your blessin’s so I can just keep on progressin’

I know that they doubtin’ me

Shit I was raised to know that they will never be proud of me

Even when I am on top of the game

I know they still gonna be lookin’ down on me

Matter of fact, all that matters is spittin’ some facts

Hopin’ that rappin’ will get me some stacks

And I will bring it all back and a mil’ to my city I’m taking my half

I’m still dreaming ‘bout that, fuck wit it

Ridin’ around with my niggas

Yellin’ out fuck the world and the system

And if you ain’t wit it then just pay attention then

Know that our mission to wipe y’all existence

So while we still multiplying our division

Subtractin’ the missin’ and addin’ the difference

And puttin’ more commas up into our pension (woo!)

[Verse 2: Trev P]

Systematic life yo

And if you ain’t hip then you would never even know

Blind to the haters, we can’t see you through the smoke

And I swear I’m reppin’ Systematic ’til the day I croak

No joke, slip me the note, rolled in this bitch and I’m ready to smoke

I am the head and I’m runnin’ the show

We got the tracks so just let me know

I never bluff, I’ve had enough

Fuckin’ ya’ girl and I’m beatin’ it up

Killin’ a bitch that deliver real tough

Smokin’ that weed but we ain’t rockin’ Huf

We in the trap, they never thought Systematic could rap

Man, what type of shit is that!

Runnin’ the game while we joggin’ these laps

Fuck all the fame we accumulate stacks

Shout out to fans I appreciate that, I appreciate that

I’m gonna make it, respect that I earned

They didn’t do shit I’m takin’ my turn

With the new day comes a new thing you learned

Could you stop talkin’ this meetin’s adjourned

God is my maker, the Devil my friend

Who the fuck knows where I’ll be in the end

My script is vicious don’t hand me the pen

What do I want? Well I guess that depends

Guess we could start with the murdered out Benz

They tryin’ to flex but they don’t got a set

Shoutout to Lui, we leavin' a dent

Of course I said that, I said what I meant

Marlborough High can’t really see what I’m doing

I’m spitting fuego this shit is so fluent

My flow is different, was never congruent

Bitch blow the whistle, I’m comin’ out shootin’

Droppin’ the track and we know that your viewin’

I’m in the building just copped the new blueprint

Y’all always talkin’ but really don’t do shit

They always askin’ like, “Where is your new shit?”

Then I just tell them, “You’ll know when I do it.”

Fuck all these haters my brothas stay troopin’, my brothas stay troopin’

Trev P bitch, aye, aye, aye (aye, aye, aye)

[Part 2: The Message]

[Verse 3: Visuals]

You can find me with the same team, same dream

With all odds against me

Still need some more money my cars almost empty

Still whippin the ‘Cord with some dreams of a Bentley

Please do not fuck with my legacy (Noo!)

Please do not fuck with my energy, still giving all I have left in my soul

Roll one to smoke while I get in my zone just to kill every flow

And just so you know that I’m back, heard that they been talkin’ but I’m here now

Funny when the chance come around you never hear a sound

And from the sound of it you riding with some counterfeits

I see what happens when you finally get all the acknowledgement

I’m finding where my conscience is, on a higher plateau

You’ve always been beneath me like the gravel

This competition wanna go toe-to-toe with the battle

If these wanna-be’s want the beef then I’m roundin’ up the cattle

Who knows if they be talkin’ ‘bout war zones

I ain’t stoppin’ ’til I’m out here flexin’ like torsos

Saving all these poor souls

And I’m worth it no matter how much it cost me

I’m just trynna get all of my bill ups like Chauncey, yea

How they gonna question a livin’ Jesus?

Wait until I get my own island like Revis

Another adolescent, out here questionin’ if you actually got my message