[Trey Coachman]
First, it was all a scheme
Pranks all directed towards me
Telling me bout fake connections in the area for free
They all knew, I wanted to get huge
So they toke me to a fast-food joint, I refused
Started again from the bottom
New circle of friends
All the rest, no love, hardly gave me any of their interest
Till, I ended my streak of T.B.A
Few tracks out, then people started jumping for joy
Now everyone is on the bandwagon
But none know the true key
Bass of Cleft?
Trick question, yet the answer is irrelevant
Do you really want to move with me?
Or just rather footloose, within the boundaries
While I search around looking for the right acoustics
While you saying, “I should get a real hobby tisk-tisk-tisk”
I’m sorry for the underground, cause without it
Your billboards will be the underground
Does that really need to be fixed?
So what if this rap is a risk
Not interfering with my studies
Don’t knock it if you try it
But I’ll rather let you try to bust me down
Blood you can try to let me lose it
But no matter how much you take me apart
There’s always the pride inside for the sole reason only my shoes can stomp out
These fresh as a Lille pad ideas can’t be bought out
Got more than 3 teeth so I’m not gonna shout
Can’t stop me going to the top, I already found a new route
Yeah, And if you don’t know now you know