[Intro: Smoke Yea It's a really fucking era we in Yea, uh
[Verse 1: DZA] It's a Bada$$, God colossal We through and we hostile 47 so everything's getting toppled nigga word to James word to goggles Everybody's fucked like a high price You can't out-hustle a so don't try to to Steezy the tactic is still survival Fuck nigga ride on your rivals The hoes wanna like my peacoat toggles Guess bizzack? Smokey and I'm here with the pack After this you need you a nap They throw shots we don't even I ain't got Pedro on payroll to take care of that Set it out it's at Nigga flow way in The bag heavy off weigh it back ahead of niggas, not even laps You can't compare boys to us Shit, that's not rap
[Verse 2: Bada$$] Yeah, uh, and let me switch the Gotta take a risk for your wish to come true I in those shoes, had fifth-dimensional views Where ain't shit to lose just more Finally got my piece of the Me and momma moving no staying out on weekends Got no time for know I'm out for Benjamins Representing me, for all my people dreaded in my family I see a canopy of bars overhead Thinking to self there can't be no one this hard, all dead Go and spar with the that's on my side I'm a momma look up in the sky Son bright, don't I? Only getting brighter I been closer summer, winter, hour, minute Like I am supposed to, very soon you be out of minutes You should let me coach ya, the smoke We keep a lot of spirit while the culture from these vultures
[Verse 3: Smoke It ain't for purchase gotta take the game in The illest shit don't really get too promotion Children of the indigo the fortress Trump got the world feeling hopeless Still I got my chest Too much not enough Motrin will have a nigga self frozen Won't have my self stolen, dough rolling, head first in The flow golden, the wave, the rowing We here, no-showers blowing the OG in the wind Had a bunch of losers tell me I win See you taking off that's when the 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 across the globe my ring Airport, customs, through chain swing You could I'm doing my damn thing Ugh