[Intro: yayu]

We gon', be okay

I promise

(This. Is. Crack.)

Hmm

[Chorus: yayu]

Access audible thoughts, tryna get a bag quick

Really felt lost then the needy bag hit

Niddy broadcast, then Niddy got lit

Hope out the casket, the shit passin'

Fasten a lil gas to the tip of my lips

Actin' a fool? Tool packed, automatic

So 'less you a fa**** then get off my dick

[Sefuw]

It's my fucking life, anybody who tells me different can shut the fuck up, y'all don't know me

Wait, shit, that's stupid

[Verse 1: yayu]

F-F-F-F-F-F-F-Fuck it, I'll get it myself

Bitch, I'm a pharaoh but you ain't a god so you can't be givin' me hell (Uh)

Pick up this hobby and start makin' bodies, I'm doin' this shit for my health (Yuh)

Pick up the burner and metal connect it, your shit isn't doin' too well (Awh, shit)

Show 'em the Jesus piece, he feelin" compelled

Heat is egregious, steel with a drum is a tropical buffet, I'll hit 'em with shells (Brrrrr)

Big rounds light up the wall like film reels (Aye)

Clip in his head and he dealt with (Uh)

Talk bout your ice you get melted (Uh)

Arms got him locked, full Nelson (Uh)

Bud backed up like first in the dex, I'm pulling cards with a sleight (Yeah)

Handle a loss with grace, bitch, I just move with the L's like; "Nice" (Aye)

Integrated some truth when I write cuz lyin" won't help me improve on the mic (Nah)

He tryna skate with the whites? Type shit probably ruin your life (Yeah)

[Verse 2: yayu, and Jeesh]

(Type shit, type shit)

I'm all about representation (Uh)

I'm pushin' for best on like every occasion

Worked on my detriment; bet he get faded

He wanna scrap, man, that boy is impatient

The one shot get 'em sent to the matrix

A dumb thot gettin' left if she basic

Type shit got me on veteran status

Wait, uh

[Verse 3: Jeesh]

You mean to tell me that you up in everyone's business, how you on the block

Boy, you just sippin' some cup with the silliest straw

You want the bag then be patient and wait 'till your pilly wears off

I was just mindin' my business until I finessed, then I had a brilliant thought

I looked around at my peers tryna do what I do and said; "Really, it's hard?" (What?)

I think these wannabe wanna be Josh

I mean, I got the comedy and the beat, and the harmony that everybody wanna see (Drop, Drop, Drop, Drop)

Stompin' a pussy brotha up under me (Drop, drop, drop, drop)

Keep a killer around me or we got nothin' in common (Nothin' at all!) (Wait)

Rain checked, wanna pull up? (Huh?)

Shit, what you full of

When the day come you were nowhere

How you gon tryna be a man? you a hoe there (Bitch)

Boy, that you droppin' I don't give a fuck (I don't care)

(It's my fuckin' life, you wanna fill my shoes, but you can't)

I wouldn't pledge nobody my soul

Youngins' I ain't gon know when they old (Nah)

So I don't be gettin' attached from my woes

You 'bout the work and get close (Poof)

But sooner or later I pass you then I'mma be ghost (That's true)

Two weeks later you're callin' me foe (Facts)

I already know, can already tell (Shit's crazy)

Goons pack the pistol up, on God, they shoot it as well (Grrrraaagh)

Buck it like Clay drop mans farther than that Angel who livin' in hell (Bah, bah, bah, bah)

I could take parts from people that don't advertise and I'll make that shit sell (Yessir)

'Cause I been stuck with knowin' dumb shits like you way more than I know myself (Facts facts, facts)

Had to pack the punches, 'cause this shit was a trip

Had to learn a way to shoot 'em, (Huh?) and yes I'm talkin' clips (Pew)

'stead of sittin' round on my ass, I like standin' up when I spit (I do)

Came from doin' chores myself

Now I got hitters 'cross my list, bitch

[Outro: yayu,Jeesh]

Access audible thoughts, tryna get a bag quick (Huh)

Really felt lost then the needy bag hit

Niddy broadcast, then Niddy got lit (Yuh)

Hope out the casket, the shit passin'

Fasten a lil gas to the tip of my lips (We gon' be good, you know?)

Actin' a fool? Tool packed, automatic

So less you a fa**** then get off my dick