[Verse 1: Drew Famous]
Ain’t it funny how they ain’t been part of the plan, until it starts panning out
If I ever met half of these rappers I’d probably start fanning out, but just not when the cameras ‘round
Say I gotta go lay something down, hop in the booth just to hide
My guy did you see that I just met my idol? I’m crying, I cannot believe this real life
But I swear that I want it as bad as I verbally say it, forever I’ll be the greatest
I’m tryna walk in the place that I went to first grade in, just for the looks on they faces
Oh, what am I saying, ain’t take a vacation, my last album always gon’ be underrated
I’m playing these shows, chilling in venues that I’m underaged in, I’m feeling amazing
But whatever, whenever it comes to the cause, I already got it, now where’s my applause
Y’all playing checkers, ain’t even a pawn, swear I’m thinking longterm & I got it on lock (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I remember when I was a kid, never thought that I would be the shit
Still the furthest away from the end, this is where the race truly begins

[Verse 2: ZAAY]
Who is the real, who is a fake, hard to tell nowadays
They tell me they holding me down, tell me to hold my head, hoping I drown
I’m a shark in this bitch & I’m eating the fish, leaving the bits, the pressure is on
When they say I'm the one, killing ‘em way before dagger is swung, I got the bars, I can back it up
Just like a bitch who so thick, I’m a bachelor, grew up with n***as who flipping like spatulas
They serving the dog food, while I’m stuck in a god mood
Free all my n***as who locked, why do I stare at the clock, waiting to pop
Just like a firework, my time is coming around like a tire works
I got the drive, so I’ma drive, step in the Porsche like I just got the job
I’m just tryna eat like corn on the cob & I’m swarming ‘em all & I’m warning ‘em all
That I'm never gon’ stop till I get to the top 7 I’m just warming up like a stove on the top
Savage forever, I only get better, fuck an umbrella I’m facing the weather, I’m clever

[Verse 3: Ray Alexis]
At the age of nine I always wanted me a coupe, then I heard this song called “Gimme the Loot”
My uncle said that’s Biggie & that n***a’s the truth, he played five more songs just to show me the proof
Then I started rapping like I had me a booth, with a little iPod that got me through my youth
Played a little ball, that was pull up & shoot, & that was way back then, I was raising the roof
Back to my roots, n***as been acting ruthless, this beat has been slapping like dad’s that’s abusive
I used to just fuck with some shit that’s acoustic, I swept up these rappers that’s dusty with broom sticks
Ain’t no one in range the same caliber, y’all n***as weak & been looking like amateurs
Hot temper all days of the calendar, that’s why the candle we lit smell like lavender
N***a been stressed out, only getting older, fuck having a coupe, push a shitty Corolla
Team putting on & someone shoulda told you, only getting better now you n***as over
Look, now here go the proof, damn, lace up them boots
A n***a gon’ shoot, a true motherfucker go out for the loot

[Verse 4: Drew Famous]
I’ma push myself to the limits, don’t got no time for a gimmick
Half of the new wave ridiculous, trust I’ma show y’all the difference
They say they want it, I get it, they say they want it, I did it
Then I get back to my business, I figure it’s better to live it
Young & run it, whats the deal? I go a whole day with no meal
I got it on lock, never steal, so I treat the beat like it’s they drink, & I hit the booth & crack the seal
These days I never be home, I’m all away in my zone
Hit a city I ain’t from, just to spit up on the drums, gotta get it how you come
World in my palm, I just gotta grab it, I’m a addict for this rap shit
Feel the world gon’ know my passion, in two years it’ll happen
Never could catch me up lacking, I put all my eggs in one basket
I’ll start upgrading my taxes, stay acting like it never happened

[Verse 5: Trey Budden]
Start acting like it never happened, I’m taking the beat, put it down in a casket
I told them I’d make it & they started laughing, whatever floats my boat, bitch I’m the captain
I don’t even mean to be bragging, it’s like an open mic the way I be snapping
All of you n***as be lacking, all of you n***as be, uh
All you n***as talking like you playing with the boy, try to keep up with me, you ain’t pacing with the boy
Yeah, it’s like a n***a smoking on a blunt because I’m smoking all you n***as, I ain’t lacing with the boy
People told me to have a plan B, killing all my sons, man I should’ve had some Plan B
What the plan be, man this shit is uncanny, what the plan be, bitch you never had to plan me, yeah
Momma told me I’ma make it big, father told me they ain’t with the kid
Paster told me I’ma get signed, so I guess we know just what my future is
Rappers telling me to put them on, sorry boy you ain’t make the list
Sorry boy you ain’t make the list, yeah sorry boy you ain’t make the list

[Verse 6: Kevin Hackett]
Yeah, I don’t even need a degree, ‘cause I learned all the skills that I needed to be
Everything that I wanted, I fiend for my dreams, ‘cause a life that is common is easy to me
My team gonna eat, looking back like screw the rest, to the sleep that I got & the dudes that left
All the fees that I’ll drop when I’m soon the best, move my crew to the grand Budapest
You don’t wanna see me at the top, you don’t wanna see me get guap (get guap, get guap, get guap)
You just wanna see me get robbed for my spot, but I’m getting it back
You say I’m not bad but I’m better than that, I’m a new cat, tell me where the veterans at
Don’t do rap but I’m still better than half of the new class, asking where Kevin is at
Out-rapping rappers who don’t think I am one, in fact I’m more than a man with a camera
Telling these stories on more than one canvas, I am the renaissance, I got the passion
I got the lead, I’m 800 dashing, I keep it real while y’all are just catfish
World on my back, I feel like Atlas, world on my back, I feel like Atlas