[Verse 1: Achill] Even as a little boy I wanted to be so famous Sitting in my room late nights its outrageous Patience dedication determination To be honest all I wana do is make it They say the journey is the best part I haven't reached my goals but I've still came pretty far Every second I be working always rehearsing Tryna get known off my verses I love life but i don't see the point of it So I spend my time just enjoying it Drink or smoke it doesn't really matter I'm hoping heavens just the party after I'm dedicated to dreams they just haunt me Walking down hallways I feel taunted And lately I been so exhausted Trying new things and people mocking [Verse 2: Coop] Zipping it up I fill up my cup I'm sipping it up slowing it down mixing a bunch She giving it up only for me she ain't giving a f** Picking a dutch breaking it down Eating some mac smoking on loud She give me the look already aroused Told me head back to the room with a bottle We gon' drink until the sun comes up tomorrow She say bottoms up drowning in the sorrow Take whatever you want you ain't even got to borrow Mmmm thats my b**h and yeah my b**h bad You only got a nickel so you flying in fifth cla**
Ask me how I do it so fly I say sit back Then I roll that purp' up good in a zig zag f**ing like click clack Bob and weave like jib jab Living young like half life Thats how you be half Gotta praise God I just burn on his behalf She told me kiss that a** because all I do is see a** and I'm gone [Verse 3: Achill & Coop] [Achill:] Yo coop tell me what you want to do [Coop:] Ima kick back spit some dope raps with my crew Looking for the v and you boys all crew Tell your momma that I'm bout to come through [Achill:] I come close and you rappers are so far Verizon cellphone got me spitting some dope bars Working all the time got me feeling like Mozart Middle finger up in the back of a cop car [Coop:] And b**hes now think I'm a rockstar Roll a doobie up stuff a gram Yeah I think I'm uncle Sam Then I eat an M&M startin to feel like a rap god Fill a cup I ain't even turn the tap off Achill: Karate kid cause we wax on wax off Shooting for the stars jet pack on blast off I'm the best don't put up with trash talk Now throw your a** back on the asphalt I can't stop