V1 They told me to loop(Lupe) my fiasco/ but I'ma Rascal Alfalfa vandal/ Open the game like toes off of sandals/ No glove no love...too hot to handle/ Once I was smitten by all the glorious visions/ the crowd roaring and trippin/ I'm telling my life good riddance/ I'm sippin twisted by visions of niggas that wouldn't listen/ not having a pot to piss in/ ta picking a pot a pissing/ With no distance and getting lifted/ got hamiltons leading to a new vision/ Like the pistons number one contender but the loser's just the first person that no one can remember..I'ma Winner!/ Hook: Tell me how ya love it Ya know we at the top when all the heavens right above it/ We On!/ I't young Monte Muthafucka, if ya ain't runnin wit us run from us muthafucka!/ Have somebody throw some money in the b*tch, and I got my bees wit me like some honey in this bit/ ya DIG!!! I got my gun in Yo boo purse and I dont' buss back cuz She shoot first! V2 I be the first one dead and the last one breating/ seeing me's like watching the ocean floor steaming/ Being me's like captain kirk please BEAM ME!/ Winter time rockin shorts like it's no freezing/ Women used to say Monte double can't afford me/ till I switched dimensions and I spit it in 4D/ In the mirror standing solo look like I be 4 deep/ Guaranteed to make the cut J .(dot) Vorhees/ I ain't no babe in the woods I'ma thug in the city/ Where I'm from snakes catch slugs homie ya get me/ I ain't saying I'm the best though/ Happen to be the latest...laying down the greatest best flow. Hook:

V1 Ask the burbanites at the hot topic while you shoppin if Monte $$ (Double Dollar) on they playlist/ If they say no tell em they better get on board quick/ cuz this ships about ta set sail/ check my mast get some wind, let the Journey Begin/ Hook: I'm gone with the wind/ Free... Like I never been/ Didn't know when I just knew it was a Win/ I'm gone with the Wind/ Free Like I never been/ Didn't know when I just knew it was a Win/ I'm gone with tha Wind (REPEAT) V2 It's too late I spread my wings and lift off/ I ain't never looking back I'm gone so what you think of that/ All ya Snide remarks, I realize they were Asinine/ So while I'm all up in the sky/ Pucker up and kiss this Ass of mine/ I feel like Clark Kents first change out the phone booth/ or Slick Rick first time he ever licked his Gold tooth/ I'm unstoppable, unmoveable a Juggernaut/ And everyday's a bra snappin celebration MARDI GRAS!!!/ Hook: V3 Captain Ahab, but I ain't spearing no whale/ yall full of Twisters and large Bull some Tall Tales/ Talk Slick and jump stupid, I'm watching homie/ Too closed to really know me, some would say I'm fake and phony/ But it's cool though they still jockin my school clothes/ Backpack and pen game, notebook and protractor/ I see your angles so a..cute...wait no homo/ Or Derulo cuz that N*ggas Gay let's get it Straight/ Hook: V4 I keep falling down, D Wade Rookie year/ They spit a verse and hear "Norm!" like this was cheers/ I been armed tight, rookie of the year/ Yo ladies best friend umm Kays or Debeers/ That's 4ever, know 2much 2 clever/ 2 shades from feathers during 2 hot weather/ Love the breeze puts me at ease when I'm to Intense/ But when the fan picks up then...I'm gone with tha Wind!/ Hook:

Nino Ro$$ie V1 Yeah, I cold as Polar bear P*ssy/ Still Gutta Homie don't push me/ Just give me a loosey I'm all about a dollar/ they say that's where the root be/ and I'm still bout ta cop me them new sneaks/ Then hit the bar wit bout 2 freaks/ Yeah me and my crew deep/ Coolest Muthafuckas on 2 feet stompin/ them box head hating squares/ they want nothing, see what I'm talkin naw I ain't bluffin/ The way the paint drip whip is disgusting/ You seen it my sh*ts hot dog interior mustard/ Ya girl she a freak on my colonel for kustard/ Sucka loving her and you know you don't trust her/ Naw homie don't call on me/ You don't want no problems G/ Contractual killers with me they'll get you for the free/ Now baby gawn roll this weed/ everything is on me/ relax let ya hair down shorty rely on nin/ Hook: I'm just doin my thang/ I gotta stay Fly shop at a mall in the sky/ I I'm just doin my thang/ When you see me not on tv say that he be on some other shyt/ I'm just doin my thang/ I gotta stay fly shop at a mall in the sky/ I I'm just doin my thang, Just doin, just doin, just doin my thang/ Monte $$ V2 I'm making money spending money doin what I gotta do/ Stunting on these haters when they hating seems so logical/ They dick riders switching up like prostitutes/ But they on my head, never that I promise you/ They ain't even close, that ain't even possible/ Face down in the dirt couldn't touch a follicle/ A hair folical hear these fake philosophers/ Even on twitter man they still a bunch of followers/ But I dont sweat em cuz they ain't no work out/ I pull up in a chevy kill the noise let girls out/ I pull up to the umm whatever man shut it down/ Everybody point and staring everytime I come around/ You know it's bout to be a banger when you hear the sound/ Beat got Rabies so you know I'm bout to put it down/ Bout to kill it man put it out it's misery/ and I'ma keep doing me until my name's in history/ What Hook: Monte $$ V3 Turn me all the way up in the club/ You know Monte goes hard he doin his damn thug...thizzle/ Poppin on the scene without a pistol/ I know they want me in the Big leagues I'm kinda IZZO/ Go Green/ Go White/ I really dwarf the competition...Snow White/ I worked hard never worked soft right/ Would of worked them both but I ain't have the time to moonlight/ Real n*ggas know exactly what I be about/ And fake N*ggas I'm exactly what you read about/ You choking up the game wait till we weed you out/ Lady Justice blind even she wants to see you out/ So let me at em/ I'm up and AT em/ They're small time they ain't even up to ATOMS/ So when I split em it's no commotion/ this a revolution, nicca I'm so revolting/

Funny today feels like yesterday/ and I'm just trrying to see another day/ It's sunny but I pray for clouds to turn gray/ so that way, I know I made it to another day/ What's in my past a bunch of users/ b*tches turned cougars/ wait that's my future/ anyone can rap yeah keep telling me that/ Well where the hell you at monte?/ What's holding you back/ Some say I got too much responsibility/ AND I should sacrifice family time for this industry/ MAN yall killing me, yall don't know pain/ don't know hunger...damn well ain't got shame/ I know all three got All on my shoulders/ Danielle over shoulders so the angels looking over/ Everyday more stress dog I'm looking older/ Feel like f*ck exercise my days over/ After 49 hours I'ma take a break/ hennessey, PS3, and some damn stake N shake/ and that's killing me but it makes me feel great/ and I know my girl wants me to see 28/ real talk I don't know if I DO/ let my rap career slip away that's side news/ focus on being a husband and a father/ two words I never thought I'd say/ I DO, but I did now I'm here and it's conflict/ Can't hustle can't save for shit/ What the F*ck is this?!!/ She say she support me, say she's on my team/ but everyday Being a Star becomes a bigger Dream/ YALL/ and I become a bigger dreamer/ Money getting tighter so I grow a little Leaner/ Pops seen the changes all in my demeanor/ Then I start remembering when I aint see him/ Then it's like I hate seeing him/ Then he calls look at the phone I can't speak to him/ It's not his fault, because it's still love/ But I'm a little stressed and I'm really f*cked up/ Everyday I see death even in a brush, and when I tip that bottle up I can feel his nudge/ I'm thinking to myself, " What have I become a part of?"/ Looking in the mirror and I'm staring at my father/ Is that why it's hard to Live and Let go/ cuz when He left I still see him in myself/ Or at least what he gave me/ at this point the beat drops and I go Crazy!/ The engineers and the spectators hype it up/ but it is not a hit/ I leave without a cent/ I drive to my crib Banging me half bent/ wifey's sleep right by my pops ashes/ gargle hoping she stays sleeep so it's no clashing/ how I put so MUTHAFUCKIN much Pain in my Passion/ Every verse another scream/ and now I lay myself down to sleep and I pray for a dream/

Hook: This is for my D boyz/ If you a Thug put your hands high/ Naw we don't dance, but we muggin rockin side to side/ For my D boyz/ Tinted out and we ride high/ Drinking smoking all day all night/ V1 If you ever took ya shorty to the spot/ before you got her panties off you raided by the cops/ but you already hid the stash/ pay bond and get back to the cash/ Fell off a little, but after a couple yams/ couple taps of the hand/ you right back to where you stand/ Hit or miss game and you swinging for the stands/ peep shorty all over ya swag/ She a fan, since you into dark gawn head take a stab/ something smells fishy put her weave in your lap/ End of the day on the block stands a man/ Recognize real...Legends made from tall tales/ This a strange world aquatic with sharks and fish scales/ And if you living it your honestly a business man/ Clientele and fiend....well the sound like synonmys/ Hook: V2 Drinking smoking, My block posted/ Narc van drive by think they noticed/ I'm off that kush and Henny Potent/ Eyes straight Red, but I'm so focused/ Throw away tucked i'm pistol toting/ In between me and my cash/ BLast No emotion/ Ain't no sleep in grind, ain't no lack in mine 24/7 open/ Don't knock the HUSTLE if you ain't on yours we take your portion/ With no hesitation, or reservation/ Take competition out the picture/ they ain't even ancient/ See em tatted up and gritting they teeth/but ay chief all that Peacocking don't impress me/ Soft hearts get ate out here/ We aim headlights at these doe eyed deers/ What's in a mind you have no idea/ if you don't like it let's get shit clear here/ Hook: V3 Show love one time if you heard this on the block/ put ya tools up if ya pistol cocked/ They talk big but we do it round here/ grew up seeing beamers n vettes ain't nothing new around here/ Round here you the man when you cash out/ Blow a rack at the bar saying, " #KnowwhatImtalkinbout"/ Cops ya worst enemy barriers to entry/ white girls your asset, Mainly cuz she intrigued/ Whip cross state lines they don't think yall in league/ Till you get your name tatted, rockin different color weave/ Then the heats on and it's time to get a new chick/ Make moves quick flip, get out before you get flicked/ Seperation from the work mindset of a hustler/ Hit the block get to work, mindset of a youngster/ Phone calls no touches yeah that's when you made it/ Get in GET OUT, but ain't no leaving for them MADE MEN!/ Hook:

V1 I ain't playin man this is what I do/ You eat rhymes I spice up the track this is Thai food/ it take a loose chick to say your verse is tight dude/ Told her she need Mavis Beacon to F*ck with my Type (OOOoohhhh)/ Told her to meet a preacher if she thinkin you nice/ Told her I ain't a deacon why you offering twice/ BBM blowing up they saying that they feeling me/ And facebook suggestions for these wack niccas killing me/ I'm on top of my Wendy Robinson Tia Mowry/ That's my Game who said that Three's crowded/ open your mouth if you feel like F*CK the World!/ F*ck politicians and Niccas that ain't F*ckin girls/ Niccas Run campaigns Run for office/ Same dude in the hood be Running to the cops man/ If my manager talking shit making me furious/ It's cool cuz my Dicks Bigger and His girl's Curious/ Hook: I need a two day work week/ a bad bitch that cook and don't speak/ I need tints and 24's/ 15's banging my lows/ and everybody to bump me/ (Repeat 1) Coda V2 5 outta 7 I'm blowing Kush to the melon/ The other two days of the week I'm milking the game for cheddar/ Its Coda man baby who you know can do it better/ Flow hot/ left the track froze somebody grab a sweater/ Need tints 24's/ A chick and somewhere to go/ i'm from where the weather cold/ Al Wissam Timbo's / Dodgin the 10-4's I keep my hustle consistent/ keep my fitted low/ hard to get my description/ So when I get to aiming/ you better stay out my vision/ everybody's a victim of circumstance on this mission/ I'ma be hiding bodies yo body is gonna be missing/ when they ask Monday thru Friday I was gone fishing/ saturday and sunday I put in work/ you only get back what yo ass put in first/ I need bitches to clap ass/ niggas to stomp feet/ everybody go crazy whenever they bump me/ Hook: Monte $$ v3 I need a month long bar-b-q/ I got Tony Stark wit and determination of GOKU/ Todd Smith affect cuz Ladies Love/ I feel like a Genie cuz they wish after we touch/ They say dreams come true wishing on a Star/ Blast of to other planets listening to Bruno Mars/ They got nothing on ya/ Love ya with nothing on ya/ no clothes no masquera lipstick or toner/ I hate magazines promoting skinny ugly chicks/ all that make-up they more made up than politics/ Kim Kardashian feature flick my one wish/ Actually a live performance if you with it miss/ Give me a swish Pacino give me a scent/ of a woman that Loves rappers/ Credit score 690ish/ I really need yall to say that yall heard of me/ And when I drop Freshmen World.....PURCHASE PLEASE

V1 Lazy ass hustlers/ Half ass rappers/ part time gangsters naw you ain't sayin nuthin/ U ain't workin hard, you ain't being a daddy/ Changing diapers writing rhymes in yo head on the daily/ You got performances at different clubs/ exchanging drugs with partial thugs/ Hit the lab and take shots till you throwing up/ 7 cd's on all 80 songs you were blowed and buzzed/ I got two mixtapes and one LP/ I was healthy/ Running two miles a day/ training outside in the rain/ Just to get my spit up/ so focused was my spirit/ Dropped and got no recognition still I didn't give up/ Step back re-evaluation, research, rehearse, re-work, liquor re-Gergitation/ I ain't saying I was perfect on my vices I'm still working/ I admit to stage fright so I lean on liquid courage/ even when the well's dry man I'll never be discouraged/ I've fallen heavily Denzell, Alicia Keys/ but I grabbed my own collar and drug myself to my knees/ I grabbed my ribcage and elevated to my feet/ then I threw my shoulders back and picked my chin up/ I'm back to me/ and everyday's rougher than VH1 reality or A&E tragedies neighbors kids be asking me like/ dude what happened you the truth, you still be rapping/ and I bullshit cuz I got no cd for him when he asking but/ I still got bars though/ I still write songs though/ Still got unanswered questions/ feeling like Geraldo/ Still on my grizzie cuz yall Bearly getting Grizzly/ Never seen the UK but this Rascal leave em Dizzy/ Speed balling man means my fans be oh so tipsy/ I'm growing out a mohawk cuz I plan to run my city/ Relevant or not/ stay in a steady state of shock/ old testament with the right staff you can herd a flock/ and I'm working on my team/ the monte family regime/ so far it's the Launchroom till the f*ckin death of me/ and the biggest trial/ is to see who stays the truest/ I hit the hood linked up with Coda got Deeprooted/ I'm chilling wit david puffing about Trey Grams/ B Will brought PR and Schoolboy holding the Cam/ I'm still looking for a New Day/ I had to part with Hooks/ found myself in midland with Parks and K Spade/ Its still love Uncle Randy your audio's magic/ Whaddup seven, whaddup Nailz what happened was tragic/ through it all Wok, Corey Guns, Amerie, Jeter, Al 1, and Nin/ dog we still family/ and it all made me better so I say Se la Vi/ this time I'm going all out cuz this one's all on me

Hook: We on dat Detroit Sh*t/ hanging out the whip/ In a cutty or a vic/ On the Road to Getting rich/ Since I'm bout my paper/ Flossin yiers (cartiers) and Rockin Gators/ Everywhere I go I'm reppin the D/ Holla @ Me! (Repeat 1) V1 We on dat Detroit shit/ Niccas say we on that Killa shit/ Say we on that Hating shit/ They say that we ain't making it/ But I retaliate my broads they carry weight/ Spend bread to build the city/ Coppin Prada, Gucci, Fendi/ Gators for them haters to stare and get jealous/ Everything got a name Carti chains/ Perry Ellis/ On them old heads hustling/ feathers be ruffling/ Birds Migrate to the state with them Lakes/ and we move it at a fast pace/ City life fast paced/ Fuck a Phantom pushin old schools in a drag race/ Chillin downtown till the cops come round/ they shut down the isle/ then we go flood the mile or/ hit coney isle/ or find a after hours/ find a chick for sweaty sex to forget to call tomorrow/ I/ do my dirt dolo/ backseat of a rental/ plus my PLAN B so CONFIDENTIAL!!!! Hook: V2 Hoodstar/ look at me I'm getting noticed/ Pushing whips like they floating man/ I should slow it man/ In the fast lane trying to reload again/ Its a long road winding I need something/ Switching my addiction for this friction's/ gonna cause my ending/ NIcca Listen/ Struggles build bridges over yall puddles/ Rainy days outside but ya boys uncovered/ Discoverd them words to the wise/ Clean money off of music or Sunday tithes/ get money or get gone the only advice/ no bread then its no value in your life/ niccas stay high cuz economy's down/ And you can get whatever nicca just ask round/ different handshakes on each side of town/ Love and drugs look around/ niccas holding them pounds/ Hook:

V1 Black shades, black jeans, black tims bro/ Blue and white Tee, black jacket white Trim bro/ Yo mental is all about a bimbo/ My vision stratosphere/ even though my hat brim low/ Moving where the wind blow/ me my gun and kinfolk/ go hard in the paint, but never lay-up always triple/ Clean cut after shave/ girl half black and japanese/ when she with me she afraid/ cuz my hair Tsunami wave/ PTS that's post trauma/ I forewarned ya/ The world's ours all four corners that blow ganja/ cuz we got supply they got demand we on demand/ we technologically advanced/ we slanging that broadband/ I woulda picked a gang/ but I look good in Red and Blue fam/ catch me in Red Lobster and I'm slobbing over all the Crabs/ Hook: Credit card (repeat 2) Mama need a house/ yeah I need some shoes/ them jordans them adidas yeah them'll do/ Yeah I'm at the mall but baby I ain't thinking bout you/ I'm bout to show these niccas/ what that damn plastic do/ V2 I'm on that Black n Yellow/ rosey bezzle/ pumping base and blowing treble/ hot as hell in the desert/ Arizona Sun Devil/ but I'm from Michigan/ spent my winters mittenless/ Handsfree killin written shit/ with my frost bitten spit/ Dress cold never frostbit/ got cake fuck the frosting/ see I'm on the hit or miss/ a couple shots I'll hit your miss/ put her lips to dick only time we ever talking Kiss/ and I'm toting heavy metal if you really wanna KISS/ Metal to your back exhausted then pipe it up/ what I spit'll make wesly snipes have to lighten up/ oh them yo best flows/ guess that you ain't writing much/ how I got screws loose and you need to tighten up?!/ hook

Hook:(aaron Jamar) This is my story/ Lord knows I been so weak Just look at what I been through/ all the things I lived through/ If I did it then you can to/ (repeat) V1 (monte $$) I was born in prophesized garments/ swaddling clothing two family flat/ Pinehurst...Fenkell where the heads be at/ asking for two's and fews/ what kind of bread be that/ I ain't sure/ problems from the ceiling to the basement floor/ shaking sure, alcohol broken home/breaking doors/ shaking more/ taking more/ verbal slurs/ gotta endure/ hurting more/ no more father figure/ 7 mile still there/ Mr. Ike on the corner got words of wisdom/ fine phillys we kiss them/ split them/ light em up and spliff them/ and peacemakers been in his face/ peeps done been got erase/ I ain't worried bout a chase shit give it to me straight/ either I'ma die by the hand of man or my mistakes/ shit I'm doing what it takes/ I'm already changing face/ I been watching for the snakes and the fakes changing face/ Hook: V2 (Nino Ro$$ie) Labeled as a trouble maker living is rough/ Plus a couple people love to hate me spirits is crushed/ used to be a simple nicca had a family and such/ but my wife split now I feel my numbers is punched/ hood vision, liviing hell feel like evil is hunting/ distracted by stunting/ Now people stare like I'm nothing/ Know I love that girl to death/ but we heavily grudging/ So I got a new chick and all she want is the fucking/ plus a few dollars/ yeah I went to college/ just to be a crook so the kid blue collar/ Damn I miss my father/ but FUCK him TOO/ since you left can't imagine all the shit I been through/ got envy on my mind man I want rims too/ so I'm on some ill shit man I gotta get dude/ plus I kinda feel like somebody watching me/ not for the fame but to pop shots at me/ V3 (Monte $$) I been in lust and been in love at the same time/ I been hit hurt humbled at game time/ I got fears, worries, doubts, yes man I/ I got problems but I gotta survive/ and shit I been to the point where I feel I need that grip/ that lil flip/ I'll do any means to get that shit/ I been heated cuz I aint' had the cheddar I needed/ so I proceeded to get heavily weeded/ I'm trying to live lavish/ but I don't wanna be a savage/ but doing bad shit'll have my means above average/ hold on I'm getting stressed now/ c'mon man put the tech down/ can't be just another let down/ I been broke, I been high/ I been beat, I done cried/ to the point where I'm ready to die/ I been up, I been down/ points in between and around/ who's the realest nicca you know now/ Hook:

V1 (Monte $$) Baby girl Ms. fit/ Cat suit and her ass thick/ 8 pack, she a bad b*tch/ told her I just wanna be by you/ but she a cougar met her at BYU/ moved on I had noise to make/ met a at bucking bronco broad at Boise state/ Her name Erica but she can't spell man/ Ironic, she just transferred from Spellman/ Couldn't even spell Michigan/ Facebook status read just left Michelin/ Met a hood chick, that really gets it in/ @Eastern Michigan/ stay fly as Eagles can/ Prada this, Gucci that Louie bra/ tha's a snap/ 36C/ dorm room to match/ at the icebreaker/ watch her get turned out/ told her we ain't Match/ cuz baby been a Burn out/ Hook: College girls/ man them hoes be trippin/ same rats from the crib ain't no different/ College girls/ she just wanna have fun/ get hella drunk, stunt with her refund/ You not fancy naw, you not fancy/ You not fancy naw, you not fancy you not fancy naw you not fancy/ You not fancy, naw you not fancy/ V2 (Trey Grams) Don't you hate the hoes/ Mouching ass bitches/ always got they hands out/ searching for the liquor/ smoking all the weed/ I give em what they need/ couple blunts, couple shots/ send em out to the team/ that's how it is/ never will I cuff em/ get high make music/ young david ruffin/ no rubber no pluggin/ that's just the rules/ next thing a nicca know he in the clinic with the blues/ let it burn like usher/ never give cash that shits for the suckers/ try it wit another/ My baby I don't blame you/ do what you gotta do/ catch a lame slippin/ then munch guaranteed food/ cuz at the end of the day it's bout them dollar signs/ last I heard she was fucking with genu-wine/ Word all it takes is a little wine/ She a freak you'll hit that shit in no time/ need a new whip/ bet that bitch'll co-sign/ she come with more baggage than a airline/ more bodies than a neighborhood dopeman pistol/ that bitch got issues/ Hook:

V1 These the midnight summers of Spot runners/ Glock clutchers/ make the whole block hush-up/ Whassup/ Nuttin but new money and old btiches/ he mentions out cracked window of an expedition/ Eyes got a little glimmer of the vicious/ acts that happen to those with low intuition/ paying the price in the streets higher than your tuition/ but when you in it/ you got all the vixens and the things that glisten/ MLB type spends the night pitching/ every night a mission/ no time for indecision/ one false step off your pivot/ you out THE GAME replaced with Pooch hall/ This life ain't easy, what's harder is the stall/ harder still the fall/ high stress high ball/ all eyes on you from lilttle homie to big dog/ wondering if you'll live to see another night...fall/ Hook: Summer time come its a killing season/ it's hot out this bitch that's good enough reason/ Summer time comin-(repeat 4) (Repeat 1) V2 This is chess not checkers/ slow grind be the method if longevity's expected/ you could be hot head, challenge to be tested/ but drama plus a record makes you easily detected/ starts off quick fix/ then gets infectious/ 10 years grinding, and this ain't what you expected/ supposed to be temporary cuz money went hectic/ now your crimes bout to get you lethally injected/ I guess its the allure/ feelig so couture/ the main culture of the uncultured/ Fast money hard living/ well that's a given/ anything's better than being broke/ even prison/ still some view the world like a catechism/ calculating mathematicians with that prism vision but/ they ain't in the hood/ another day a better way ain't in they opticals/ they can't see it/ especially when lose they breath every weekend/ especailly when the streets cascading with the bleeding/ especially when it's over nonsense it wasn't needed/ so when you see me in the streets know/ I'm LITERALLY HEATED Hook:

V1 (Monte $$) I'm from the D boy/ I'm in the streets Boy/ Like an old school Monte or a caprice boy/ Got what you need boy/ Got a chick that blow like purple gan dro them good trees boy/ Jamaican hash n shit/ started off average/ look at ya man's he done mastered this/ I suggest you get the fuck outta dodge/ Before I fuck in ya dodge/ take ya house, spouse and your garage/ In the magnum, wearing magnums/ Hit it till she cant stand up/ I bang her out in handcuffs..and what huh?/ Don't get mad bruh/ Ever since I was a Juvenile, been had hoes backin that ass up/ Backin that ass up/ Hey ma back that ass up/ Hook: I'm from the D boy (repeat 8) V2 (AL 1) Niccas either flashy or fancy/ and porches only got two steps like they dancing but still/ in the midst of the fair man/ I can't be like dealers on the block living bad man/ and sometime the storm is stronger than rainfall/ and we done swimmed backwards like we salamanders/ Plus we got the boat that we came in/ of course I gotta get a pail or my shoes'll cave in/ I'm not rappin I'm just explaining/ Y all the good die young only the dead are famous/ Can't stand on they own two they walk wit a cane/ though I hold my own I always know where the cane is/ They say no pain no gain, yeah 3 of em missed me but they really wasn't aimed. V3 (Trey Grams) I'm from the D, 12th street to the death/ but I lay on 7mile another spot that I rest/ Get love from the Mo all the way to the Zone/ can't forget about them fenkell boys making that noise/ This some hot shit for the streets/ from a new breed of G's representing that city of greed/ Stay fresh from the feet all the way to the head up/ Fitted cap Low and never have a chick handcuffed/ Better man up son, cuz the plan is to take the game over/ won't rest till it's done/ and still show niccas love/ Rock bottom, dirty glove beef shit, we all gotta eat/ Niccas don't wanna be in them streets depending on fiends to bring em they cheese/ Detroit muthafucka till the day I'm deceased/

I been patiently waiting I been biding my time/ At war wit myself, my insides look like Vietnam/ About to explode whenever I hear drum rolls/ remind me of some bongos and my mindset is still congo/ So that means my goal is to go whereever Kong goes/ Catch me in a minute on top of entire states yo/ the empire state yo/ the emperor of states go mirror me fate just make a claim and take your state yo/ I been a bit belligerent/they doused my flame rekindled it/ had the ultimate fight for my slice just like Kimbo did/ and now I feel like I'm closer than I ever been to touching constellations/ and I did it with no spaceship!/ Hook: Since Day 1 I been staring off in the sky/ I been planning for a liftoff I just wanna touch the sky/ Don't tell me it's impossible if you ain't tried/ Since day 1 I been staring off in the sky/ Since Day 1 V2 I ain't never coming down touching pavement/ too close to hellfire, too close to hatred/ I'm NEO and you just entered in my matix/ Limit is your mind but ain't no boxes where I'm staying/ it's all inception, just subliminal suggestions/ that the minimal exception or the missed stone in your stepping/ is the loophole in they method, the foothole for successes/ quit looking for a handout, play the one in your possession/ Make your mark till it's no question, just push it every second/ I'll be spitting till my teeth impact and you can feel the flesh rip/ Hook: Bridge: Since DAY 1 (repeat 4) Take me, Take me to the Constellations/ Take me to Outer Space/ Take me to the Constellations/ Cuz I want out of this place Hook: