[Verse 1: Phil Nautica]
When you gotta problem
You want to just run & you want to discuss sh** (I don't)
When Phil gotta problem
He call up his demons & k**, no discussion (Yes I do)
n***as flexin but they bills are reflecting
Real n***a but a b**h is reflecting
Money hungry like we in a recession
Wet they Jersey like the state I was born in
Suburban boy sound like a city n***a
When you deep inside a struggle ain't no pity n***a
Phil lose a new cannon in the field n***a
--------- call himself city cause he's sober n***a
[Verse 2: Snaz]
Repping Jersey, I'm a Jer$ey Rebel
You a demon, I'm a motherf**in devil
& I'm stacking chips like motherf**in Kettle
Never settle, put the pedal to the metal
Cause we stop, drop, open up shop
Time to show you what we got in store
Rest a**ured, you gon' get this work
When the Rebelz lurk on the 47'th floor
Yes I'm crazy & I f**in know it
I'm a genius & a motherf**in poet
You ain't poppin nothing less you popping bubbles
This your only chance I hope that you don't blow it
[Verse 3: Phil Nautica]
I've been a n***a since the field
And I ain't even been there yet
Chest f**ed up, and i ain't even hit it yet
Bars spraying peasants like unfortunate pests
Man, it's heaven where i rest, and Hell where i write
Kiss and tell life with a bag full of knives
Ready for these riches, i ain't ready for no b**hes
sh** rappers trash bars like my beats made at night
I got about no weakness, bars got 'em grievous
Fake like rappers wearing Jesus Pieces
Switching out these bags and switching up my thesis
Switched from a clown to a lyrical genius
A lyrical genius, with a speech impediment
Speaking straight sh**, but at least he's relevant
Sneaking through the city, just stalking these regiments
To k** for the thrill, sh** this sheet's my testament
b**h
[Verse 4: Snaz]
b**h!
Tryna get rich
Rolling up a blunt that's fatter than Ms. Fiske
Straight violating the bladder with this dick
Chillin inna cut, I'm maccin a thick b**h
I give her an*l now she bu*thurt
She gave me flat top like Shumpert
Make her squirt when I f** her
But she gotta swallow my nut first
I'm a buster when I'm f**in rhyming
This that Cup of Noodles b**h I'm f**in dining
Like it's f**in morning b**h I'm up & shining
Like it's nothing but some motherf**in timing
Like some riddle sh**, she a freak ho
Hit the sh** when the trees rolled
Little b**h with no Steelo
Skittle sh**, I'm in beastmode