(Verse 1 – Alex Wiley) Blast off, uhh baby It's the motherf**king time now Dug a deep ditch when i quit school, but this rapping s**t helping me climb out Me and Chancellor, f**k you tahm bout Village sh**ting on ni**as in time out When im feeling this all that i rhyme 'bout Me and Kembe grinding in the grind house Asking where I wanna go, who I wanna be My life is nothing more than ripping all these beats And that's the way i want it im tripping Of the weed and that im sipping on at least you Tipping, f**k you mean Gotta get mine, gotta f**king win Gotta bring the Village, I gotta represent it I gotta keep on pushing, gotta keep on working I can't stop yelling f**k though, I gotta keep on sh**ting All we wanna do is get money Seem like errbody want some s**t from me Like put me on with this and hook me on with that Find your way up off my d**k homie Remember I used to keep the sacks with me In the basement, watching that Rap City Ni**as used to say I rap sh**ty, funny Now them ni**as want a track with me (Chorus – Alex Wiley) If my manager insults me again I will be a**aulting him After I f**k the manager up Then I'm going to shorten the register up Let's go back, back to the Gap Look at my check, wasn't no scratch So if I stole, wasn't my fault Yea I stole, never got caught (2X) (Interlude – GLC) Yea, they're going to do it on purpose man It's going to be haters lurking You know what I'm talking about? Wishing to see you fail But at the end of the day if you got God on your side Why the f** would you believe in hell You know what I'm talking about? Hate ain't s**t but the devil Tell them motherf**kers to get up And get up on a whole nother motherf**king level Ism (Verse 2 – Chance The Rapper) NASA Whole world wants to know what you crashed for Jag off, what you jag for Im just doing what you a**holes, had asked for When we going to home? My eyes hurt, my throat hurt, my soul hurt My whole church know my ni**as on dirt Lil college dropout, blame it on Ye Lil Jimmy done grown up, he's slanging them tapes Southside, out West, South By Southwest Doubt my prowess, I guess bout now I'm fresh Goodness gracious Visionary chasing, Chance with a space and The Then a pronoun, and the car spacious And a spaceship for the spaceship like IGH! (Repeat Chorus 2X) (Verse 3) Everything was right, everything was night, then I gave it night I was thinking about the other side, come in peace, yeah the underneath The tree enormous, straight economics You know the price cuz we save for college Know what's right, ain't no way around it It's the same thing that we do for dollars Bad back, stay from round me I don't need it, I don't want it It's the only thing that keep me going I don't even know where I'm going If you see me on the sea, I be floating gravitating to the tree I be knowing what be really k**ing me I am a scope, and you just focus (Consequence) I remember how to take a dollar band Day ye was the hollar fam So imma rep Queens and Hollis Ave Til they made me a Hologram I told ya'll there was no days off Told ya'll we was gon take off A&R was so proud of me They didn't wanna pay me salaries But now they blowing up my galaxy Can they come smoke loud with me Thinking back and I'm saying damn Then I gotta say Amen But what I just took out of Chase I could probably go to outer space I don't have to reach the heap in the car All I have to do is reach for the stars (Repeat Chorus) (Outro – GLC) Yea, always keep your ism at a magnificent level That it's true, know what I'm talking about? I come to find out there's three type of people in the world There's those that ask what happened There's those that saw it happen And then there's those that made it happen And which one are you? Cathedral