[Verse: billy woods]
Yeah, I like that drum

Told the f'n humps, won't catch me slipping once
Traction like the M1
Jumped off the wrong foot and dunked
Work the track like ol' girl in a pair of pumps
Pay me what I'm worth
Say it twice for my peoples in the dirt
Thrice to seal the curse
Spit over my left shoulder when I peep the hearse
Superstition but
Whoever rolled it light it first
Learn to love the system, 'cause maybe it's something worse (maybe)
Learn to gеt low in them shots (tongue click)
Top of the morning, I cop church
Cops changing shift, right shouldеr omniscient narrator sits, perched
Tears in my eyes
No surprise, the truth hurts
Last drop of snake oil sold
The salesman sit alone and smirk
Fresh pack in the air, I'm gibbling at the Terps
The buds is matte black, this game is the worst
But then I remember what it's like to get up and go to work
Berserk!
I turned a sow's ear to a man's purse
I'd rather do my thing after the crowds disperse
But here we are
I used to have the grandaddy purps in jam jars
Fought a land war with the landlord
We never flipped sides
Just hold the floor