Plane finna touch down
Shit is swimming in my mind going round and round
Thoughts creep up inside it's bout ya go down
Turn around for help and I get not even a sound
Tell me that you wit the gang but you not around
We just tryna get paid spread it all around
Since a young one I fell in love with the sound
Turn that shit the fuck up make the whole party drown
They just wanna kick it when the camera on
But the not day 1's gotta leave me lone
Walking winner's circle man I'm always in the zone
I don't pick up leave me a message when you hear the tone
Don't come with that bullshit when you on my phone
Or I be knocking on the front door of you home
Lion hunter you ain't gotta throw this dog a bone
Peel in' in the lambo with the wind I'm gone

Paper chasin' nigga fuck a can we got along
Team is too strong
Years ahead of all the shit you on
Yeah you heard it first
You be workin' but we put in work
We goin bizerk
Blood sweat and tear all in my shirt
You don't understand and can't pick up not even with a scan
Cross the whole land
Kicking holes all inside you plan
Cuz you weak as fuck
My shit hit just like a mac truck
Talkin out the side would not be wise for you to get buck
Nah nah nah Ain't none of it luck
Grind grind ima got mine
Wrist shine with the ice telling all the fuckin time
All the fuckin time
People living life stuck on rewind
Since Im runnin out of time
Ima go and git mine

100000 miles an hour tryna
Git the game work the land go back to the maker
Get the bread baked up I'm the head baker
Stack it high for the babies so they have it later

You think you will but you won't
Ima do what they don't
Mind on the bands I ain't stopping for no man
Got the whole room fulla smoke
You just doin whathu can
Steady watchin like a fan
In the truck with the whole band
Ayo nothin is the same
Do it for the whole gang

Tennishu back up out dis bitch
It's triple trey
33 that's me
Thank yall for listening
We out here forever on that papahbahg hunt
So I'll holla

Copyright: O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave
Writer(s): MARCUS TENNEY