[Verse 1: Kesoh]
My style rare like a harvest moon
I told em lay me in the darkest tomb
With a thousand pounds my crown and a thousand jewels
And with so many rounds they uncountable
Ima threat man ill take em off they high horse
They dont run with the wolves
You just fly north
My team steady sparkin like july 4th
Shit you got big shoes to fill these ain't no size four
We taken it Back to 9 4
When cats was blastin out them vans with side doors
And back to the days rappers practiced they lines more
I guess i know why today they stayin inside for
Hand em an adderall man they sleep n done
Man they raps old and tired like a cheetahs lung
Fuckas askin for a light and still can't see the sun

[Hook 1: Nadathing]
Ain't no screwin up the hustle
We just tryna get our shit right
Stackin blue notes
Holdin bundles
That's the way we tryna live like
Ain't no way you actin humble
If you dont like the way you live life

[Verse 2: Nadathing]
Im nice with the pen
Yah I'm likely to win
Catch a hommy
Stuff the body
In the recycling bin
Put some effort
It's a western
How we rifling in
I'm like webber
Play the center
With the might of 6 men
If I tell my boy to shoot
10 - 4 that's a copy
Deuce deuce in his boot
Had him walkin like a zombie
Left jab so crucial bet you thought that I was Ali
Front and center when we rocket got me lookin like I'm Hakeem
Iim on my big pun
Heavyweight with bars of a Santo
Bash your eardrum
Chop it up get thrown in the caldo
Have my momma stir the soup
With cilantro and ajo
Pop the 40 in the morning
While kes smoking a frajo
Ya it organized krime creep through the city like in New Jack
Am I My Brother's Keeper
Yes I am I thought you knew that
In all black like the reaper
Throw the hood on for a for a few rack
Buckin shots full of ether
Tear the block up where your crew at

[Hook 2: Nadathing]
Ain't no screwin up the hustle
We just tryna get our shit right
Stackin blue notes
Holdin bundles
That's the way we tryna live like
Ain't no way you actin humble
If you dont like the way you live life