Verse 1:
Smokin' on weed I'm pretty sure I sold it
World says yellow but pretty sure I'm golden
Claimin' you real but pretty sure you're foolin'
Flow at flex, yeah definitely swollen
Okay so ponder how, how I've gone about
Three years deep, and got a sound
Livin' example of grind
The sound sound like an ample of time
Put into ampin' rhymes
What, I'm fancying mine
Til fans campin' in lines
Work ethic on overdrive
And I'm still handlin' fine
Music a candle of mine
And Lightin' up every panel of my
Life and way I'm livin' and focus on what I'm given
And makin' most of it, it's better to shoot and miss it
To question and never know leave forever unknown
Less in case left better alone
Which case ask several domes
See what everyone knows
Got bars to leave everyone prone
Drop slow like a feather they go
Life a b**h better get her and go
Before the trap trap ya in send a letter to home
Matty Means causin' track tragedies
Mic majesty my music avidly
Expresses my emotion and everything my soul is
Shook hands wit Midas aka ya boy golden
Verse 2:
I know you workin' but truly just not efficiently
This the point where me and you gon differ see
I'm a Cla**ic on the new age scene
Gotta Ability to throwback two A.D
I can shine without my j**elry
Put the ville on the map like U-A-V
It is no option I gotta be rockin'
If wanna be at top of the top and
Spendin' my time even knowin' cost is
Memories friends sorry I'm grindin'
Pa**ion and that equally priceless
Though Matty Means wannabe nicest
Music and bars the entertainment
Takin' field, that's the play b**h
Comin' at me with that f** sh** I love it
You covet I'm runnin' the function my spitta
I'm Risin' and grindin' like every mornin'
Just like the sun, shinin' I'm burnin'
So let's f**in' do it
And I ain't a music major just makin' major music