[Intro: Smoke Yea It's a fucking cool era we in Yea, uh
1: Smoke DZA] It's a Bada$$, God colossal We through and we hostile 47 deep so everything's getting Showtime nigga word to James to goggles Everybody's like a high price brothel You out-hustle a hustler so don't try to Word to Steezy the is still survival Fuck humble nigga ride on rivals The wanna hang like my peacoat toggles Guess who's bizzack? Smokey and I'm here the pack After this you need you a nap They throw shots we don't react Like I ain't got Pedro on payroll to take care of Set it out it's at Nigga flow way in The bag heavy scale off it back Lightyears of niggas, not even laps You can't compare boys to us Shit, not even rap
[Verse 2: Joey Yeah, uh, and let me the mood Gotta take a risk for your biggest wish to true I in those shoes, had fifth-dimensional views Where ain't to lose just more proving Finally got my of the pecan Me and momma moving no more out on weekends Got no time for know I'm out for Benjamins Representing me, repping for all my people dreaded in my I see a canopy of thats overhead Thinking to there can't be no one this hard, they all dead Go and spar with the ghosts that's on my I'm a momma look up in the sky Son bright, don't I? Only getting I been closer every summer, winter, hour, minute Like I am to, very soon you will be out of minutes You should let me coach ya, the smoke We a lot of spirit while lifting the culture from these vultures
3: Smoke DZA] It ain't for purchase gotta the game in doses The illest shit don't really get too promotion Children of the protect the fortress Trump got the whole world feeling Still I got my chest Too much headaches not enough Life will have a self frozen have my self stolen, dough rolling, head first dove in The flow golden, the wave, the rowing We here, no-showers Smoke blowing the OG in the Had a bunch of losers tell me I win See you taking off that's when the hating begins Watch you walking on they say it's cause you can't swim Time to transcend, in, boss and [?] Ben Franklin's, all across the my name ring Airport, customs, through chain swing You could tell I'm doing my thing Ugh