[Intro: Austin Simmon]
Quick little, uh, advice for
People tryna pursue their dreams
Invest in yourself
You won't regret it, aye

[Verse 1: Enkay47 & Prime Society]
Yeah, I run the game, I just thought that you should know
Yeah, I'm walkin' through the rain, but I do not need a coat
Even though I'm gettin' high, I've been feelin' hella low
All my haters yellin' "Stop!" I don't care, I'm 'bout to go
Yeah, I'm passin' go, like Monopoly
Get past my goals like a prodigy, there's no slowin' or stoppin' me
I'm just focused, and constantly, foes are showin' dishonesty
Now I'm gettin' ass like I'm the doctor of colonoscopies
Yeah, I'm at the point of my life
Whеre I can charge a grand, just to put somebody in thе gravе with they own song
Now they tеll me that it's great, and then I'm like "So long!"
Then I never talk to 'em again, I've got my ghost on
Yeah, I'm in the gym, and feelin' so strong
I ain't vegetarian, I've got my broast on
When I'm inside of the booth, I'm makin' more songs
I'm about to go on tour, dawg

[Verse 2: Prime Society]
Uh, real n***a, don't even carry my baggage
I'm so in tune with my channels, I just block out the static
I hear reviews about your crew, this shit discussin' me, traffic
You just cappin', they don't wanna see you rap like you maddened
Boy, it's dangerous to play games wit' us, fuck n***a, gotta know he ain't gang enough
When we hangin' out, she ain't hangin' up, she beg me to hit and you paid to fuck
My n***a, dang, ooh, we is not the same
I'm pullin' up from .37, just to end the game
I watch ya go in, now round up your friends and get to steppin'
And if they tried to jump me, pray to God, I brought my weapon
Yeah, fly as Booker T, leave wit' your girl, she look at me
You know I keep some crooks with me, at least until we make it out
They ain't carry weight, I'm pushin' plates, you gotta pay me, now
Got my lil' baby ridin' in that new Mercedes, now
Let me hit it once, and watch her ask if I can stay awhile
Heard they said runnin' my city, I gotta take the crown, ho
[Verse 3: Duane Jackson & Austin Simmon]
Yeah, I do it a lot, I got it, I've noticed
I'm the greatest, I don't care about plays, I'm poppin', I know it
Anybody in my way'll get dropped, the ops should've noticed
I'm the option, ain't no logic, I swear to god, I've been chosen
But by swearin', I'm swearin' to me, I'm heir to the seat
I'm clearly the need, I'm the person you fear in your sleep
I ain't gon' lose, ain't no care to retreat, I stare at defeat
In the face and tell it "I'm that n***a that's here for your screams"
This is lockdown, this is what it's 'bout, now
So if you think there's pressure, n***a, wait until that clock sounds
You might see me creepin' 'round the block, foul, late night
Take flight, or you finna get knocked out
This is where we do it at, this is why you truly cat
This is why everything about you like a movie stat
I came into this game to win, so I ain't gon' lose to that
I'm goin' to the top, I'll be that profit that you used to have

[Verse 4: Austin Simmon]
Me, I'm actin' the fool, you n***a's shacked' in the fool
I'm actually cool, got 'em stiff like what mannequins do
A passionate dude, wit' a knack for attackin' the rules
On tracks, I blackout, 'cause my heart's darker than an African bruise
Got the moves, like Mick Jagger, and sharper than fo' daggers
So worthy, I could beat Thor's ass with his own Hammer, huh
In the booth, I spazz, when I'm pursuin' the cash
Keep it movin', doofus, I do this, you're a shoo-in for last
After I shoot, you call a truce, I got the juice and the swag
You dude's actin' like bitches, thus your music's a drag, haha
Austin Simmon, I'm awesome wit' it, y'all awful spittin'
Thanos with the snappin', and have the planet, apocalyptic
They say nerd raps are corny, guap there, is unreachable
That argument has no leg to stand on, like Geodude
Plus, I'm the type to get violent about my skrilla
My fists are laxatives, the way they beat the shit out of n***as
N***a, easy
[Interlude: Austin Simmon]
Yo
Yo?
I think you should rap fast
You know, that's what these kids are into nowadays, ya know'a mean?
You right, but everyone was supposed to put in sixteen bars
And I already did my sixteen bar verse
Well, it's your song, like...
Hmm, you know what? You, You right
Alright, run it back, run it back

[Verse 5: Austin Simmon]
Okay, I'm the guy that's steppin' all up in the buildin'
Of buildin' up my enterprise
N***as surprised, inspiring others to better their lives
Is my inner prize
Okay, like Samad, you know I'm a savage
I rap and do damage, my clique is bananas
And we got no manners, Danny need a Phantom
And three hoes and a bag, like Santa
Oh my God, I'm here to say
"Ludicrous bitch, get out my way"
I'm jus' tryna get the money today
Come a long way from minimum wage
I ain't talkin' 'bout foreplay
When I say that I'm eating up all of you pussies
I'm far from a rookie, no Jersey
But makin' sure that y'all be comin' up shorter than Snooki
[Verse 6: Samad Savage]
N***a, I do this 'til my mind is gone
Ain't no other options, I feel it in my body's bones
Had no one to lean on, ain't got two cups of styrofoam
Nobody would listen, so I took to a microphone
Better not tell me where I belong, elevated on my own
Never leavin' from the top like I spit it off the dome
I was jumpin' off the porch, you was sittin' in your home
You was tryna take shots that you spittin' from the chrome
But you was missin', you could never hit him
Come through quick, then I'm gone
So much money, I became it
That explains why I've been alone
You could never understand my hustlin'
Now, girls treat me like they tummy in pictures, they suck it in
I'm a real thing and these other n***as jus' supplements
I'm a businessman, treat the strap like a shirt, and tuck it in
You know the vibes
That is all that matter, like black lives
Do it the biggest, I got the wrong size
They say I'm fly, but I call it a glide
You don't flock, here in the air while you fear to compare
Turn the speakers up 'til it blare in your ear
You don't need to ever interfere with Samad and Austin Simmons, but
It's cool that they often skippin', 'cause

[Verse 7: Hard Target]
What? What? Let me get the mic, and do my thing
Ever' now and then, I feel compelled to bring it on back like a boomerang
Who's insane? You insane
Better shut your mouth, like pootie-tang
I've been known to ruin things, rockin' out like Hoobastank
What's your flow to the Hoover Dam, copped this bag, then I shoot your man
.40 'bout to leave a hole, 'bout the size of a tuna can
Stupid man
Goin'-goin'-goin'
Watch me do my dance
Ridin' on you bitches
Look, mama, I-I don't use my hands
I'm a monster, you should see my concerts
I get drunk as hell and rock the stage, A-A, I need a sponsor
If Humper is the king, I'm stompin' J's in some Converse
If you ain't talkin' green, there's no reason we should converse
I'm a jerk, kinda like your baby mama' forearm
I lift you like a forklift, I'm just saying, you've been forewarned
This 45'll surely fire and start a fight like Portlawn
So high, I feel like my head is floatin', just like I'm Zordon
It's morphin' time

[Verse 8: Crypt, Hard Target & Crypt]
Ain't talkin' no Power Rangers
Beat a motherfucker 'til he turn to multitude of colors
Like a bag of Now and Laters
Punchin' every portion of haters
Gorgin' myself, Lord, I adore what you made, 'cause I'm more than amazed at
The war and the pain I adored when I pour into the page
And record that straight
'Cause now, I'm beastin' at the top
Call me King Kong, but I won't drop
I'll keep feastin' on my pot
While you creepin' on what I got
'Cause you won't ever get what I have
Bitch, you touchy like an iPad
Cut off all my dead weight
Had to trim the fat, like gastric bypass
So wake up and smell the lilacs
Ain't no rappin' skills that I lack
Bitches that deny me, now be askin'
Me if they can buy back (What?)
My rhyme pad, but then I laugh
'Cause they see the bag that I rack
Wanna be on my raps
But I beat them on every beat, like a high hat
Takin' pictures of my enemies
That I beat in a fight
Put them on a page
And call that shit, "The Scrapbook of Life"
You bitches think that you're a star
But you got it backwards, you're rats
So step inside my maze and get tamed
And chase this cheese, that's on my traps

[Verse 9: D.I.L.E.M.A.]
Been on game, but y'all deny the lectures
Now it's Keto diets, 'cause I apply the pressure
Yo, my name hold weight because I eat at night
It's hard to get this weight off your shoulder, without no sleep in sight
See, I'm workin' on workin' out a new recipe
That's a bossy chef, wit' a personal trainer specialty
And I don't want no smoke, but, n***a, fire it up
Runnin' up on me, get you off-track, and tired as fuck
Real leader, you cheerleaders with pom-poms
Make me laugh at how you show love, just like a rom-com
Dumb-dumbs get dumb thumbs, and spun dizzy
Straight, housing n***as, I clean up, no bums wit' me
If you hear the rumors and that shit don't come from me
Don't you try to come for me, then lowkey try to comfort me
Life been a lot better since I cut off the fake
We ain't been in touch, n***a? Just know, it's not a mistake

[Verse 10: Clockwise]
Game-time, we in the limelight
Haters' throwin' shade, 'cause we shine bright
I got my mind right, I got my swag straight
Hate on everything, that look figure eight
Shoot my shot, I feel steppin', and clayin', it's most definite
Call the shots so you can say reffin' it, it's excellence
Ricky Bobby, watch me fly past, you're not first, you're last
Triple H, off the top rope, a higher pedigree
Feel like I'm a blood, 'cause you could not foresee me
Takin' verbal shots with the full clip, so don't slip, it's a long way down
Goin' to hell myself, but I took the long way around
Guess you could say, either way, it was goin' down, this is my town
I came straight off the block, like the Cel game
Now I take aim, so I can take claims
To my rightful place, smack 'em in the face
Charlie Murphy to Rick James of darkness, I'm heartless
Now, become a target
Better step back, like James Harden
I'm what the game's been missin'
Open up your ears and listen
You heard?