[Verse 1: JB]
Spit crack like I'm Tyrone Biggums, k**in' 'Em Softly
Haters get off the young Don Juan offspring
Or the reincarnation of Tutenkhamen, bumping Nice, Smooth and Onyx
In Paris, eating escargot with Louis Vuitton's kids
And once I'm in the hall of fame I'll change my name to Gary Paid-Tons smoking on some Supersonic
After I leave my mothers nest, vacation and stay in Vegas with Hunter S
Fear insomnia but we're Loathing another rest
And I'm rolling a blunt of cess yelling f** the feds
sh**, I'm sure you've heard that ignorance is bliss
But if you really feel serenity from talking all that sh** then you're airy sk**ed
I'm mortified that rappers glorify a fake story line with less depth than a Tyler Perry film
I know I'm no John Grisham, I just wanna do 'em like Pac did 'em and pop sense in 'em
Give direction through lessons but not lecture them
Face it, stray away from the basic be complex with them
They don't listen get your composition make a mess of 'em and leave 'em in the past G, style on them cla**y
[Hook: JB, Dey Bishop]
Let me pay my homage now, to the legends and the greats
Staying humble until my memory's erased
Never chase dollars if I know I'm going to get it, I'm gonna wait and I don't eat unless my homies get a plate keep it cla**y
Got common sense, but cents ain't common
Have a fall back plan, catch Batman robbing
Make a stack before you fade to black
Play your act, better feel took aback if I daps, keep it cla**y
[Verse 2: Dey Bishop]
Recognize the genius of these bars
Find me in Serena, Regina, between a sea on Venus and a star
An arena out in mars, make the milky way feel some type of way, I'm Athena selling hard
Its not a challenge, synonyms k**ing em with a mallet
Men'll pause, play me back, then menopause, like the lady act; a chemical imbalance
Like you lacking nickel and sodium way they come with the nina
Busting for pita, pitching sodium, sell chemicals and get a balance
A savage way, 18 k**ed with a 9
Cut his life in half, cut the 9 in half, you got a 4-5
18, 9, 4-5, is this an average rate?
s** seeds to succeed, or succeed in profit
Same pants for weeks, I must leave this nonsense
Hand-me-down XXLs since grade school
Y'all see a freshman cover, I see the lunch menu
Herb make the pain shift, sluggish but I stay swift
Don't get it twisted like Birdman and Wayne's lips
Old pain and rocky phase to gold chain Versace shade
Pen scrape the canvas paint landscapes that's lavish, keep it cla**y
[Hook: JB, Dey Bishop]