[Intro]
(Yo, make it rain, fly)

[Chorus]
I'm on my grind, I ain't got no time
Hit the stu' 'cause Mabu's in his prime
Too much gloss, diamonds make you blind
Forget the opps 'cause these hitters with these signs
We on the wave, little Mabu makin' history
"How's he doing it?" I guess it's just a mystery
We started it so now we gonna finish it
We takin over 'em, these hitters could not witness it

[Verse 1]
Made a song, now flexed up
Hit the stu' 'cause I'm next up
Peter, Ray-J gonna answer me, switch lands and we sped up
Chains on my neck and they heavy, so it's already, "Keep your head up"
Screw it all, take a break, give him a chance to catch up

[Chorus]
I'm on my grind, I ain't got no time
Hit the stu' 'cause Mabu's in his prime
Too much gloss, diamonds make you blind
Forget the opps 'cause these hitters with these signs
We on the wave, little Mabu makin' history
"How's he doing it?" I guess it's just a mystery
We started it so now we gonna finish it
We takin over 'em, these hitters could not witness it
[Verse 2]
Switchin' gears on these rappers' biggest fears
No producer, all this music that I engineer
No competition, I can stop because the coast is clear
When I'm sad, It's my menage, just don't wipe my tears
But, hold up, I'm not even done
Had to grind a little bit so I could have some fun
Switching lanes, I'm trying to go and I'ma end them, son
Feel no pain, I guess I was the chosen one
Frosty, hit 'em with a hunnid, rocky
You know I got Gucci on deck, for real, bro, all my clothes are Versace
On me, glossy, all the way up that's a hockey
All of these haters be telling me to stop but none of these people don't stop me