[performed by Nyck Caution, Joey Bada$$, Cj Fly]
[Verse 1: Nyck Caution]
Assume your priorities, your novelties are never going home,
Blowing O's, holding grips.
I'm the shit, swankers on the overload,
Rocking like a rolling stone, rolling stone,
Racing through the pocket nose.
Hallelujah, amen to you churchy women,
I'm on my urban limits, smoking urban, sermon it with it.
Who thought, spiting rhymes would get me noticed
2pac was the one that showed me focus.
And I never said that I could change the world myself
But if united as possible, then we can flip an obstacle.
Hand gestures, gangland ventures,
Drowning in this flick, I hope you can stand pressure.
High blood in a cut, 47 floors up
Engine is a buck, hope it will be yours
I'm important, omnipotent, God,
Wizard of Oz just living in charge, it's like.
[Verse 2: CJ Fly]
It's the Pro Era movement, name a chick who ain't with it,
They think it's big, it's big enough, the illest bulge is listening.
I'm lane switching, while my main bitch tripping
Y'all ain't seeing me, cause I just got distant.
Emails can feel that day, egos get bigger,
Hotels wanna bill us but we blame it on the dealer.
For filling our rooms with the fumes we consume,
Shit, don't let me screw it, you know how I do.
C Fly don't take a shit from the nest of the crew,
They're feeling loose like they stepped in my shoes, they think they're next to the hoops.
Anytime I say I'm tempted to shoot
Put nothing, but hands on you, fools, like I'm just a masseuse.
Soon as I step in the booth I be calling the shots,
Getting nothing but visits like I harbor the dock
I'm unraveling knots like the man in the spot
This one for all my models that be handling rock.
[Verse 3: Joey Bada$$]
I emerge with that, philosophical spotted in a tropical climate,
Tell a bunch of primates who ain't climbing.
Beware of the rhyming redesigning, combining gorilla with lion,
Ape Lion, you can't define them.
He's a star aligning and the shining has been past timing, so time in.
I take this time out to write just how I feel,
Let the pencil spill now lyrical, it gets critical
I don't deserve my shit get out of PP,
Bitches on my WeeWee, can't see me with 3D.
On the same level is ET, why y'all make it so easy?
I'm just a snack rapper, getting greedy
I'd destroy your whole album with a EP
Like really? I don't even a write, I do it freely.
And don't let the age fool you, cause you doodoo I got your dog to do
What I want like it's voodoo.
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