[Verse 1: Rawlin$]
See I'ma hit 'em with the rapid attack, this cracker mastered the rapping
I load a clip in the Mac, and get straight to the action
I never miss on a track, like it's practice these writtens
Assisting cash faster than Michael catching pa**es from Pippen
I'm trynna get it to go, for that trip on the road
Trip had me feeling all types of sadness and hope
Fiends looking for dope, potent this crack that he wrote
Friends looking for cash now that he making his own
Chino saving up stacks from all the packages flown
The back loaded with trash bags, we riding through the city in the Tahoe
Meet up in Amelia at the condo, they say the whip was hotter than the Bronco
They got OJ in, been out in Fleming Island causing pandemonium
They having celebrations every time he's home again
Never picking up his phone so now they thinking something's wrong with him
But the music that we making got me in my f**ing zone again
[Verse 2: Jay Knapp]
Yeah...look
I ain't lying not a day goes by that I don't think about that silver Audi
Even though it's long gone, to me it's like it's still around
Cause I'm obsessive, y'all can ask the 'Ville about me
Either one I'm missed in both and trynna find a middle ground
For that I'd have to get around all these walls I build around me
So I get moving, cause I ain't doing sh** with them
Buncha works in progress, but we got plans to finish them
I write until I can't until I can and then I spit again
I think 'til I forget 'til I remember then forget again
Just in time to welcome all the stress a kid could handle
Circumstances have me thinking this might be the only way
This beat has me wishing that I never quit piano
I'ma stick to rapping though and yes it is a gamble
So everywhere I step I plan on setting this example
That's why I carry headphones, I always keep a pen close
And I record a cla**ic on like every trip to Lando