[Intro: Beedie]
Yeah
Just gon' let that shit ride, that shit sound beautiful
Uh, it's Beedro
Know we tryna make it from one to ten
Ten to a hunnid, hunnid to a thousand ('Sup, baby?)
Thousand to a million, so on and so forth (And more)
Nicholas Craven

[Verse 1: Beedie]
I'm tryna add zeroes
Know the man ain't divine, so I don't fear those (Nope)
First you lose respect for 'em, then you heralded by your heroes
I'm no hopeless romantic (Uh) with the emotional baggage
I try to cope with that carriage that got me floatin' off planet
Oh yeah, you know I'm no average, I'm way above what they manage
I used to be rubbin' shoulders with all the industry manners (Come on)
But nowadays I be chillin', it's just I'm still here and rappin'
You know (You know), it's not my mans
Introducin' you to the Ghost Bully (Ghost Bully)
Hopefully I rose fully from the ashes, I'm back
Check out my plan to attack (Come on)
I just been standin' in back
To the upper hand, lost they grasp
And they in a panic (Panic)
We tappin' in to these channels, it's vast
These rappers livin' double lifes, Hannah Montana on wax
We cruisin' through a lane where dyin' young be pannin' out fast (Facts)
And you can trust me, I seen it
Check out this busted-ass phoenix, I got it tatted (Tatted)
Been through static, ain't cut from what's seamless
We like the perfect threads that's woven through every verse that I said
The words I led (Right?), the blood on my hands for the church's bread (Yup)
It's like we kill 'em in reverse, from the dirt to the hearse instead ('Stead)
'Cause I do this in my sleep and you pussies breakfast in bed (We eatin')
Rest when I'm dead
Invested in livin' inside this flesh
But when the lights go out, I'm blessed (Blessed)
'Cause the spirits is in my head (Head)
So, I sit with dread, find a direction and switchin' tread, yeah (Switchin' tread, yeah)
Said that ain't my mans
[Chorus: Beedie & Bill Waves]
Fuck what's trendin', we tryna uptrend (Uptrend)
Fuck what's trendin', you know this is independent
The price goin' up from one to ten (From one to ten)
You know what the fuck it is, only dollars make sense
Fuck what's trendin', we tryna uptrend (Uptrend)
Fuck what's trendin', you know this is independent
The price goin' up from one to ten (From one to ten, baby)

[Verse 2: Bill Waves]
Alright, check it out, check it out
Every verse is another hearse
Rollin' down Penn Avenue is my purpose
I don't stutter or fumble with words, I recite it perfect
I don't even know what writer's block is, man, I'm always workin'
I prayed to God for all the beautiful things I could never purchase
I'm just thankful I made it this far, I used to snatch purses
Hardcore sex, drugs, and rock-and-roll with Devil worship
It's Jesus versus the people in my head
Hope you're ready for me to insert my sperm
For the birth of this shit that cut the head off a serpent
Let me be of service and teach you what I seen, need to be learnin'
If you think Beedie and me aren't two kings, they need reassurance
Either way, I be writin' words over beats to recite like church hymns
I been dreamin' of findin' peace, you can't see me above the surface
I'm rather under waves with the service
Into the deep where I'm lurkin'
Or I'm in the clouds, I keep burnin' down good weed like a furnace
Sixteen, we were trippin' LSD at sleepovers
Seein' shit that you couldn't reverse in your head
But it made us more universal
I grew up a punk, smokin' blunts, sayin', "Fuck the schools and the churches"
Now I'm older, had to ditch the Backwoods 'cause my lungs were hurtin'
I was gettin' down to Al Green with my girl, she lifted her skirt
It was slippin' out, she kept reinsertin' me 'til she squirted
Better believe I rehearse every line, you rarely see me in person
Keep my face in the page 'til they publish my work, and that's to see my cursive
Put my statue by McKee Place and Bates, have the preacher read a sermon
Cold showers all winter, the coldest spitter you ever even heard of
[Chorus: Beedie & Bill Waves]
Fuck what's trendin', we tryna uptrend (Uptrend)
Fuck what's trendin', you know this is independent
The price goin' up from one to ten (From one to ten)
You know what the fuck it is, only dollars make sense
Fuck what's trendin', we tryna uptrend (Uptrend)
Fuck what's trendin', you know this is independent
The price goin' up from one to ten (From one to ten, baby)