[Intro: Curren$y]
Wack niggas sleep rappin' and woke up in trouble
Wack niggas with that sleep rap and then woke up in trouble
You were cool ten years ago, you fucking Lex Bubbles
Yeah

[Verse 1: Curren$y]
Brand new tires, rollin down the same old strip
New party, same old chicks
I'm so sorry if I don't look happy to be here
In your label office, but they said I can't smoke weed here
Man, fuck it, I'm out
Black owned, and I'm 'bout it, fool
I got a studio in my house
Along with some the perks that come with my work
Pretty twenty-something sleeping in my Diamond Supply shirt
There is not a adjective to describe how I work
Hard is not enough brother I'm tougher
Wack niggas with that sleep rappin' and woke up in trouble
You was cool ten years ago, you fucking Lex Bubbles!
You gotta know when to hold em', know when to fold em'
Learn how to roll with the punches
Take em' to school give these niggas brown bag lunches
If it ain't the Jets, then it ain't nothing, yeah

[Chorus: Yasiin Bey]
Yo, the king closed his cloak, the set was overfull
Such a excellent moment, so emotional
He rushed out on the field, so devoted for
Final victory clutch, they went postal-code
Glory overload, hold up, hold my coat
Please! Remember this day
This changes everything, we can do anything
Until you show anyway
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