[Verse 1: Marlon Craft] Yeah, it's the goose bumpin' cider Truth huntin' 'spired If you snooze once then you lunch I move past the liars Hungry and they apetizin' Smarter than an Apple buyer Sweet as mother's apple pie Is flyer than an advertisement It's Craft Here to save all the kids from the bullshit They ain't got the balls to be real They doin' full splits All young and [?] money from like all of their idols But I step over the green like Lebron in the finals I'm a warrior of love though Retire the blunt smoke But if you need some wisdom Come and see me, I'm the plug though [?] my office I'm employee of the month so Pass me the Mike Scott I'm throwin shots at who want mo' One mo', one mo', one mo' They fall in love with it I don' worked too hard for this They gon' have to come get it Heat up on my mind like a fucking Phoenix Suns' fitted Right it down and run with it Spittin' 'til my lungs quittin' Ugh, said they gon' know me this year I told my pops'don't worry I'll make those loans dissapear Now my opponents are scared But I'm a proponent of fear I pull it all in my music so they know that it's real And they used to laugh and giggle at me Now my mouth so trigger happy Republican congress members lobbyin' to keep me rappin' But you can't purchase this at Walmart This all heart Take the mic like it's my AllSpark And then it all started, it's Craft [Chorus: Marlon Craft] I said no, no, la la la Ain't nobody livin' gonna change my mind If they don't give it to me Imma take my time Imma take my shine I said no, no, la la la Ain't nobody livin' gonna change my mind If they don't give it to me Imma take my time Imma take my shine
[Verse 2: Jay Lonzo] Tape bumpin' out the Jeep While they askin' when I'm droppin' it Everyone I know is getting dubbed Until I'm poppin', shit I dock the tracks Hidden talent, I'm an oculist Showin' me your money, buddy Show me when you coppin' shit The give or go with Craft Given gold and given gash Shawtys' wanna know my class So I give 'em show of math The new era That don't really mean that we do better It taks a little while for y'all to say that he knew better He blew cheddar fast Got distracted by the ass Now we contemplaiting gold when back to class Playin' blast But that shit is overrated Raising hornets I ain't [?] Got my start up in New York Now no tellin' where my face is You a real Knicks fan If you noticed who I'm speakin' on People pay attention to every track they here me speakin' on And the game is baggage claim I'm takin' what's mine Everybody trynna rush me I just take my timeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
