[Verse 1: F. Mills]
It all started with a thought
When I was dwelling in my room
Felt the swelling coming soon
Chest ripped damn near tore me apart
TREK GANG
Fuck it bout to be a rapper
Full time fuck a 9 to 5 I'm going after
I'm coming now fuck who coming after
Releasing chapter after chapter
Taking souls with no pesos you can call that act the second rapture
Real life though I studied acting
To get in that high school
I come from where fights rule them slums where you would have to run off at high noon from bums and shoot outs taking place mimic typhoons I'm done man
Receive these blessings for free
Those who don't believe
Leave em laying by the feet
Team headstrong
So when them bells rung
It alerted all them crooks
N***as shook like the Feds coming
Prepare for him
Temperament you know me
Molded on them blocks back on Oakley
Down the street from Joey
Jumping up outta oak trees
Getting maced by police
The hood man just mimic that bullshit that you showed me
We good man
Balancing it all on the low key
Riding off to Harold's for a 4 piece
Still screaming they want a war so it's no peace
Feel demons are all aboard so there's no priest
Who can save you
Can't hide forever by them labels
Independent ran so hunnid grands on our tables
Percentage where?
When it's time to split the dividends handover Benjamins then n***a Trek Gangs in the fucking air
I'm the CEO
Hit my team if you need me tho
Probably never get back to you
Take this personal its factual ugh

[Outro: F. Mills]
So we screaming fuck em
You ain't wit the gang n***a
See you ain't wit the gang
You ain't trek gang n***a
You ain't trek gang
See you ain't wit the gang
Shid we screaming buck em
Let the haters all hang
We let the haters all hang
N***a you ain't saying nothing
You ain't wit the gang n***a
You ain't trek gang n***a
So we screaming fuck em