[Verse 1: Tayyib Ali] Young bossman, b**h you heard of me Come from the ghetto blocks, hotter than the third degree Trilladelphia is where we at all day On my grind but my n***as couldn't wait til the law came I'm destined to be the one that got chose Cause since an early age man I always got flows You running out of time, they bout to go home And these labels tryna sign me, I already got dough Yo, I used to think of it before Make history in case these people don't love me no more Got these girls up and carding Top floor so they leave high And since the Keystone dropped they starry-eyed That sh**'s cool I guess Never let it get to my head Just tell her give me the head and let me get to this bread We live our lives with a vision of success 600's and people who connect Now that's swagger [Verse 2: Aziz] I buzz steady, the bud real headdi man Carry like gentleman feelin like im ready damn Cause my grinds heavy like a sumo, you rappers culo A-Z-I numero uno got that black and blue flow Beat a beat up and ice pack its bruised nose Kick the microphuno to a new row whenever I do shows And then I e-z pa** to a new road Wild rebels runnin through tolls Whenever my crew rolls Wchief in public because Ma** got the luphole In the Common joints stretching longer than Manute Bol Eyelids we got two closed and I don't even care Cause we ain't the only ones getting zooted round here Ya hear? yeah You can't ask about the kid The “it factor” in pocket, so is pa**ion when he spits First n***a so ill that he's actually sick Yo Tayyib, here's the L we can pa** it, take a rip, never trip And quit the chit chat You buggin me out now homie now wa**up We jus doin the same old thing We only young once and we gotta maintain Chillay Chillay Chillay Chillay Chillay Chill Chillay Chillay Chillay Chillay Chillay Chill Forreal Aziz and Tayyib Ali, Daydreams of a Spaceshot Light