[Verse 1: Sidizen King]
Head up on a swivel for the vultures
Livin' in the city of the cobras
We ain't got no pity for the posers
No sir
Dreamin' like diddy like Oprah
We ain't have a penny in the sofa
Flexing like yoga
Feeling like the city might choke ya
Funny friends Fickle like Focus
This the tight rope but
This the life hopin'
This the right motion
This door might open
Livin life woke cuz
On the road to chase your dreams
All your boys ain't what they seem
All your girls ain't got your back
Friendships slowly fade to black
I ain't tripping, I ain't tripping
Great shoes, I ain't slippin'
I ain't New same dude, I ain't different
Jesus, they Judas, fake kissin'
Et tu, they Brutus, hear the blade switching

[Chorus: Shoffy]
Fake friends and dead ends
These relations, I'm suspending
You had me blindfolded
But now I realize, so I'm rollin' out