[Intro]
Yeah, I do actually. Here you go

[Verse 1: 350]
Yeah
I had a lot of time
Stuck up on the coffee I've been trying to sip the wine
Think about the man I'll be been shaking up my spine
Think I got hit too soon, been looking to rewind
Like where do I resign
Sippin' thinking vividly
Toast my humility
Boast my ability
Close to what's been killing me (Just think)
And dreamin' unpredictably
Who'd a thought I'd do the thing that brought my mom hostility
Pondering my thoughts gon' make me question my stability
Made an album only to confirm of my fragility
That was last year, now I'm testing durability
Bring the noise, I bring the voice to turn up every frequency

[Verse 2: Fern]
Let's go 350
To whom it may concern
Like Usher said let it burn
They wanna tax your energy and return
Gotta dead that, cremate, and stuff it up in an urn
Wandering for a reason but I returned
They wrote me off, but I never wrote back, bruh that's my word
Uh, see I was lost but the shepherd came
Led me home I never left again
I stopped judging books but their cover
See me, pastors son, got booked by the undercovers
Nothing worst than the sound of your mother's tears
You call from the jail phone, and you haven't called her in years
Yeah, my debt was in arrears
I couldn't pay it myself, I couldn't save myself
When it comes to these raps I wouldn't play myself
If I didn't live it why would I say it myself
Cook you up a plate if I didn't taste it myself
We all fall short, I needed grace myself
No more chasing dreams, gotta live em out
Create more opportunities and give em out, Fern
(Thank you, thank you, thank you very much for that kind introduction
And good evening Ladies and Gentlemen)
[Verse 3: 350 & DJ Mykael V]
Yeah Yeah, what y'all thought this was yo?
Step in line
It's our time right now
We'll let y'all have it when we done, you heard?
Out in Atlanta got put on by the chitter-chatter
Had to bring the noise I'm too old for the pitter-patter
Tip-toeing 'round eggshells but it didn't matter
Had to bring the truth and if they pissed we finna get them madder
3-3-3 5, fortune five hundreds in my bloodline
What a life, never told a lie up on these drumlines
More than obliged, to put on for the east side
Even though I never felt the love till I moved seaside
Motivated, too humble to think I'm overrated
Choose a side I'm with my dudes outside we comin' over later
Now this the flow that made the movement, this the cultivator
It's bout the time to elevate and not a moment later
You see the time I'm up at night I didn't seek asylum
He came to me when no one came I didn't seek the guidance
If no one's there to offer love don't think you'll be without it
He came to me that's why I'm livin now to speak about it