[Verse One: Skibs] Yeah As I walk this trail, these memories trail me They tend to be telling me, tenderly and carefully That I got it, I ain't sorry, tell Aziz, it's real Get sk**s, 'til it's six mil for a show in Telaviv Tell ya peeps and ya honeys/Had buzz, hella bee's/Had enough, hella beat/But Now bruh, it's hella beats What you gonna tell to me? I made moves, I stayed true I plant my place/ I pant, I pace/I plan to paint the plain truth My pain too, and they'll know my name too Yeah I swear they know my name too Music moving like planes move Yeah country to country, Ay throw a halo around my angel, ain't no bungee when jumping, I'm gone! Tell em via Hong Kong All my tales tell a dream, Fairies goin' be telling these We do it fair and tell the team: We gon' sleep on money! I smoke an L while they troll, bet I gobble em dummies Fairly, y'all ain't understand, it's too complex You say it's music, but it's hype you care for, too complex A magazine into your bladder spleen, pissed as I bring it back Now, you ain't gotta hear the sea, to know what crews on deck I wonder if they know how many times I've thought deep Pleadin' that my thoughts seep onto this paper My face was all in the paper at sixteen What that taught me, Is you can get dreams If you an animal, but Believe extreme hype and you extinct I've been in Asia, time to f** the states up Moving forward, get my mind to where my heels be Nineteen, get my Illmatic written before this k**s me Skibs