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