[Intro: MIKE]
Yeah, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
Uh, uh, uh, yeah, yeah, mmm, uh, uh, uh
Yeah, yeah
Hey, Tony
[Verse 1: MIKE & Chip Skylark]
This a different feeling, I never felt relentless
Found out loud in the wrong dome held redemption
Maybe I'm a slow learner, either way, it's slow burning
Philly was a cold surface, we ain't have a home furnace
Depression hit me hard that year, thinking got my dome hurting
Tenth grade, summer wild, I ain't have a phone working
Working with some bitter ones who tried to have my soul purging
Tell me, what's your sole purpose? Hide behind the closed curtains
Tryna make your ho work it, been tryna get clean
Try when it's so dirty, been for the next thing
Been beat the next king, see what the bread bring
More work, but less dreams, yeah, I hit the lick before
But this here be the best scheme, swimming through the water now
Kitty like a jetski, probably gonna order out, depending how the check seem
Bars got these niggas faces looking like my breath stink
Knowing where I stand, dog, regardless what the rest think
What they say? Fuck what they say, uh, uh
[Chorus: Chip Skylark]
Ride around with my damn crew
It's not that we don't fuck with you
We just gotta stay a milli in these streets, yeah, uh
We making moves
Fuck what you stand for, we stand out
Fuck your clout, we on them clouds now, yeah
Ride around with my crew
It's not that we don't fuck with you
We just gotta stay a milli in these streets, yeah, yeah
We making moves (We making moves)
Yeah, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay
Uh, uh, uh, yeah, yeah, mmm, uh, uh, uh
Yeah, yeah
Hey, Tony
[Verse 1: MIKE & Chip Skylark]
This a different feeling, I never felt relentless
Found out loud in the wrong dome held redemption
Maybe I'm a slow learner, either way, it's slow burning
Philly was a cold surface, we ain't have a home furnace
Depression hit me hard that year, thinking got my dome hurting
Tenth grade, summer wild, I ain't have a phone working
Working with some bitter ones who tried to have my soul purging
Tell me, what's your sole purpose? Hide behind the closed curtains
Tryna make your ho work it, been tryna get clean
Try when it's so dirty, been for the next thing
Been beat the next king, see what the bread bring
More work, but less dreams, yeah, I hit the lick before
But this here be the best scheme, swimming through the water now
Kitty like a jetski, probably gonna order out, depending how the check seem
Bars got these niggas faces looking like my breath stink
Knowing where I stand, dog, regardless what the rest think
What they say? Fuck what they say, uh, uh
[Chorus: Chip Skylark]
Ride around with my damn crew
It's not that we don't fuck with you
We just gotta stay a milli in these streets, yeah, uh
We making moves
Fuck what you stand for, we stand out
Fuck your clout, we on them clouds now, yeah
Ride around with my crew
It's not that we don't fuck with you
We just gotta stay a milli in these streets, yeah, yeah
We making moves (We making moves)
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