[Hook: Roc Marciano] Sometimes you're up, some down I grew up in a rough town Bust around smoke a bus down I'm not the one to f** around (f** around) [Verse 1: Roc Marciano] I'm focused marvel at the opus, Dangerous when at my brokest (uh) Sold to smokers Deal with brokers in the alley Ten different d** it might vary Eat to carry and dally through the deepest valley no battery And my back is eager to bring agony n***as on my dick sh**s flattering And word, I hate to sound arrogant But my Dsquared tees is two hundred a pop My shoe ain't got a spot on the bottom or the top Fresh out the box you ain't never seen these Vietnamese appeased by the deities While the naive ? with the thieves I lay back in fatigues with the calfskin sleeves Moral of the story is I'm fallin in the DeLorean Disorient where the weather's the stormiest Y'all n***as is the corniest My coordinates forever close to where the water is Relaxation, black b**hes naked The rituals are sacred, Cristal by the cases Sniff the vapors out of spliff papers It's the evasive, Marc baby, accept no imitations (uh) To make a long story short f** the tough talk, you'll get brushed off (uh) [Hook] Sometimes you're up, some down I grew up in a rough town Bust around smoke a bus down I'm not the one to f** around (f** around) [Verse 2: Cormega] All is fair in love and war I'm in yo crib like bro-man from the 5th floor showin the four Just chillin' (uh) respect given (uh), those dealin' more weight less feelings Beef isn't my preference, I want green and fresh fish on blessed dishes God willin' I reflect wisdom, embodies me I represent realness, it's what separates us they never came up in the game, they imitators. Cowards die a thousand times living greater, won't compare to the spear eventually facing Those who fit description, spittin' fiction altering fact they're inconsistent They've never seen the belly of the beast within the system, they're just talk, no street credentials