[Intro: Korban Baxter]
We got it we got it
We got it we got it
Yeah ugh
Yeah ugh
Yeah ugh

[Verse 1: Korban Baxter]
Yeah
I said we got it from here
Reaching all new atmospheres
And I couldn't care
Walking up heaven's stairs as them angels stare
And you know they envy me
But im self aware
Made it out the mud
With this hustle jeer switching paces like a metal gear
Listen here
I only do features for free if you my peer nigga
It's Philly's very own Shakespeare so just lend an ear
And if it's insincere then I'll ripping bullets like a musketeer
I'm bout to commandeer the sheets of ya baby mama's suite
Check in the lobby while I'm smackin on her cheeks
Roll me up a blunt and it better not be Swisher sweets
I like it russian cream backwoods yeah behind the scenes
We got a special connection jane
I live it through the wire on a Kodak frame
And I'm snorting all this caine
Till I'm not able to feel my brain
Yeah
I'll fuck her all the same
In the hotel window
Face pressed up gainst the rain
As D'Angelo is bout to sing
Yeah
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