[Intro: DZA] Yea It's a really fucking era we in Yea, uh
[Verse 1: Smoke a Bada$$, Kushed God colossal We through and we hostile 47 so everything's getting toppled Showtime nigga word to James word to Everybody's like a high price brothel You can't out-hustle a hustler so try to Word to Steezy the tactic is still Fuck humble nigga on your rivals The hoes wanna like my peacoat toggles Guess who's bizzack? and I'm here with the pack After this you gon' you a nap They throw shots we even react Like I ain't got Pedro on to take care of that Set it out where at flow way in tact The bag heavy off weigh it back Lightyears of niggas, not even laps You compare them boys to us Shit, that's not rap
[Verse 2: Joey Yeah, uh, and let me the mood Gotta take a risk for biggest wish to come true I been in shoes, had fifth-dimensional views Where shit to lose just more proving Finally got my of the pecan Me and momma moving no more out on weekends Got no time for snoozing know I'm out for me, repping for all my people dreaded in my family I see a canopy of bars thats to self there can't be no one this hard, they all dead Go and with the ghosts that's on my side I'm a star look up in the sky Son shine bright, I? Only getting brighter I been closer every summer, winter, hour, Like I am supposed to, very you will be out of minutes You let me coach ya, work the smoke We keep a lot of spirit while lifting the culture from these
[Verse 3: DZA] It ain't for purchase gotta the game in doses The illest shit don't really get too much of the indigo protect the fortress Trump got the world feeling hopeless Still I got my pokin' Too much not enough Motrin will have a nigga self frozen Won't have my self stolen, dough rolling, head dove in The flow golden, the wave, the boat We here, they Smoke blowing the OG in the Had a bunch of tell me I couldn't win See you taking off that's the hating shit begins Watch you walking on they say it's cause you can't swim Time to transcend, hands in, and [?] Ben Franklin's, all the globe my name ring Airport, customs, walking through swing You could tell I'm doing my damn Ugh