[Intro]
Uh, look, Retro
Oh, aight, forget it, go ahead, Retro

[Verse]
Tae Retro, I'm tired of being broke, yeah, that's my last year
Tryna wake up early, touching paper like a cashier
Heard you want the tape, well, listen up 'cause this the premiere
What's a studio? These n***as know that I'm an engineer
Just because they dap you up, don't mean they wanna hang with you
Why you call lil' bro if you know he won't split a mill' with you?
Ignore all the fakes and get this bread like you supposed to
Don't conversate and instigate, that's what them hoes do
Ok, quick, fast, how I cop a Jag' and then I do the dash
Get surpassed or come in last if you thought I was trash
Every day, it's a money day, yeah, that's word to swag
Any day could really be the day that n***as steal your swag
Honestly, they hating on me 'cause I be up in my bag
N***as dropped a song, got no plays, now he really mad
I could spit the minimum and still be ahead of you
Shorty, I can't stay 'cause I got things to attend to
After I win, go and hit my pose like I'm Ginyu
Hungry rapper, all I got is beats on the menu
He pull up? Nah, that's cap
"Retro, you sliding on tracks?" That's fact
"When the tape gon' drop?" Real soon
Hating n***as, I'm immune
Tae Retro earned money, but you borrowed it
I made the wave and you followed it
Been sad for so long, don't know what sorrow is
And I can't conversate because you're counterfeit