[Verse 1: VI Seconds]
Uh, I'm a bit of a player and a tad of a shove
And it's holding' so much weight that my shoulders rip blow the grip...
If at any moment you swearing' that i was a person you've ever been rolling' with
I came, and became a god Solo
The aim is putting' y'all to shame, that's so low
But when you hunting' for the bounty like Han Solo there comes a moment when you misplace your soul
Oh lord
Oh lord, oh lord
These women think i love them 'cause i make them scream OH LORD!
Head over heels because she love the way im digging it
One leg in the air and she drop it like a scissor kick
I ain't shit but a n***a with some bad habbits
Scars on my spine from a lot of back stabbings
Fucking up fashion causing you anguish and your broad roll her tongue like English her second language

[verse 2: Emilio Rojas]
Yeah, i love my women out of ESL, meeda
She got them auto homie DSL, we'a
On another level on that fird, the middle of downtown pull a whip into the curb
A cats go and purchase everything that they serving
See the D circle the block they so observant
They ain't getting through the door unless its knocked down
We don't let the cops in this a cop out
Some have finished collage, some a dropout
Like fuck selly man yeh
I heard she was giving brains in an alleyway
So if you want to graduate homie you gon have to pay
Yeah, the kind of debt that you can't escape
Even if you change our name like you clashes Cassius clay
Uh, rest in peace to the legend, i bet prince got ring side seats in heaven

[verse 3: HI - REZ]
Give it away, Give it away, Give it away now
Breaking the chains going insane up in the brain now
Gripping the grain sipping a drank up in the range killing the stage we in the same boy you are lame stay in your lane now
All the girls who used to drop me, now hit me up to remind me that they knew me back in high school, but non of ya'll was riding with me
Even the teaches told me quit but i didn't listen to them
So i started skipping school because i had a vision to change the world for the better
Change the chatter, but i do better under pressure
We'll remember that non of this last for ever
Sipping the juice, getting me loose
If you in love with me chugging a deuce
Nothing to lose breaking the rules
Dont need permission to do what i do, what i do
Doin what im doin and doin it well
My souls not up for sale mentally living in jail
Getting back up when i fail
Never up in the mix... what up b what up 6!