[Verse 1: Alex off [uhh baby) It's the motherfucking now Dug a deep ditch when i quit school, but this shit helping me climb out Me and Chancellor, fuck you bout Village shittin' on in time out When im feeling all that i rhyme 'bout Me and Kembe grindin' in the house where I wanna go, who I wanna be My life is more than ripping all these beats And the way i want it im trippin' Of the weed and that im on at least you Tipping, you mean get mine, gotta fucking win Gotta bring the Village, I gotta it I gotta keep on pushing, keep on working I can't stop yelling fuck though, I gotta keep on
All we do is get money Seem like want some shit from me Like put me on with this and hook me on with Find way up off my dick homie I used to keep the sacks with me In the basement, that Rap City Niggas used to say I rap shitty, Now them want a track with me
Alex Wiley] If my manager insults me I be assaulting him After I fuck the up Then I'm to shorten the register up go back, back to the Gap Look at my check, wasn't no So if I stole, my fault Yea I stole, never got (x2)
[Interlude: Yea, they're going to do it on man It's going to be lurking You know what I'm about? Wishing to see you But at the end of the day if you got God on side Why the fuck would you in hell You know what I'm talking Hate shit but the devil Tell them to get up And get up on a whole 'nother motherfucking Ism
[Verse 2: Chance The Whole world to know what you crashed for Jag off, you jag for Im just doing you assholes, had asked for we going to home? My hurt, my throat hurt, my soul hurt My whole church know my on dirt college dropout, blame it on Ye' Lil' done grown up, he's slangin' them tapes Southside, out West, South By Doubt my prowess, I guess now I'm fresh Goodness chasing, Chance with a space and The Then a pronoun, and the car And a spaceship for the like IGH!
[Hook: Wiley] (2x)
[Verse 3: Inglish / Consequence]
Inglish] Everything was right, everything was night, then I it night I was thinking about the side, come in peace, yeah the underneath The tree enormous, straight You the price cuz we save for college Know right, ain't no way around it It's the same thing we do for dollars Bad back, stay from me I don't need it, I want it It's the thing that keep me going I don't even know where I'm If you see me on the sea, I be floating gravitating to the I be knowing be really killing me I am a scope, and you focus
I how to take a dollar band Day ye was the fam So rep Queens and Hollis Ave Til made me a Hologram I told there was no days off Told we was gon' take off A&R was so of me didn't wanna pay me salaries But now they up my galaxy Can they come smoke with me Thinking back and I'm damn Then I gotta say But what I just out of Chase I probably go to outer space I don't have to reach the in the car All I have to do is for the stars
Alex Wiley]
[Outro: Yea, always keep ism at a magnificent level it's true, know what I'm talking about? I come to find out there's type of people in the world those that ask what happened There's those saw it happen And there's those that made it happen And which one are