[Verse 1: Chuuwee]
Yea, All this hate I gotta shake it off me
All this love I gotta make an army
f** the bank I'm tryna break his pockets
Use a shoe box to make a bank deposit
Sponsored out like a concert
Why the dresser lookin like macys closet
Still skatin wit an HP on me
And a wad wit me try take it from me
Wit a bad b**h that I trained well
Now her mind state is on matriarchy
When we outside we gone scrape the parking lot
Skip the line and dont pay for parking
Bad vibes I gotta shake em off me
Yall fake and phoney no make up on me
All this love I gotta make an arm
Che Gueverra in a pair of airs.. Haha
I believed in magic.. and n***a look what happened
Now look at my status..
Headed mainstream
Wit a platinum underwater breathing apperatus
I just made a band. Holy matrimony
Snappin chattin the homie
Ima get it crackin.. I just got a package
Ima ship it pack it
I dont see distractions I just made a plan and Ima make it happen
..I deserve a check.. I deserve respect
And I ain't bout to ask em..
All this glow they wanna take it from me
Keep the oven on im the bakers homie
Come by myself and get flagrant on you
Wit a foul shot like play charging
[Hook: Chuuwee]
I believe in magic Ima get it crackin Ima make it happen
I ain't even rappin I just keep real catch me in the traffic
I can't see the static I can't see distractions look at all this status
I just made a plan and I just made a band watch me make it happen
[Verse 2: Trizz]
Levis wit my hat back
Laptop in my back pack
GPS where that cash at
And I'm in route in that Cadillac
Talk sh** with yo cap back
f** treats we pa**ed that
Still dope wit no fast rap
And I'm all in if the track slap
SoCal where that cash at
Where the white girls with the a** at
Where we smoke good and do dabs at
Where we get high and go to cla** at
I'm so wild Ima cla** act
Beat drop and I ga**ed that
I ain't cheatin if the a** phat
In the backseat where I smashed at
I stress and smoke over situations
b**hes fakin and its n***as hatin
I ain't trippin I'm just tryna make it
n***as changin cuz they think I'm famous
I ain't gone lie sh** I think I made it
I'm on a flight when they send the payment
Jet laggin I f**in hate it
I'm pissed off and I'm irritated
First cla** in the flight plans
I need a blunt rolled when the flight land
Come up short and we fight fam
Count cash on my night stand
Amsterdam in a Sprite can
Itch bad in my right hand
Got paid bein a hype man
N standing parallel to the mic stand
[Hook: Chuuwee]
I believe in magic Ima get it crackin Ima make it happen
I ain't even rappin I just keep real catch me in the traffic
I can't see the static I can't see distractions look at all this status
I just made a plan and I just made a band watch me make it happen