[Intro: 1990Morgue]
(Circle Five)
Ayy, in the abyss
(I'm working on dying)

[Verse 1: 1990Morgue]
Need for speed, I ain't pushing on the brakes
Gotta do the dash when I'm running from the jakes
Claim they real but be moving hella fake
Gotta cut the grass, I ain't fucking with the snakes
It's been a long time since I spoke what's on my mind
These n***as switched up and they started acting foul
We flowing like rivers but they living in denial
A lot of n***as wouldn't be shit without our style (No cap)
And that's a motherfucking fact (That's a fact)
We influenced the game but don't get credit, that shit wack (That shit wack)
I gotta talk my shit, what's on my mind, before I snap
Thеy took the tread from us so we had to run it back (Run it back)
And now thеy calling that shit rage
N***as sell they soul, anything to get 'em paid
Damn, all these classics that we made
Now your soul belong the fucking label, you a slave

[Verse 2: 5G]
Getting cash, I'm on that
Hella bags, I'm on that
In the Jag', I'm on that
Louis tags, I'm on that
Getting cash, I'm on that
Hella bags, I'm on that
In the Jag', I'm on that
Louis tags, I'm on that
Let's take a trip to the abyss
We been selling souls for years
Louis V from Saks Fifth
I been dripping, clothes for years
Take a trip to the eclipse
She said she can't stand the [?]
Then we went to the abyss
Baby, can you stand the pain?
Keep a mask up on my face
Everybody call me [?]
Got a dagger on my hip
You gon' have to feel this [?]
[Verse 3: Alvin Abyss]
[?], I shop for that
Louis tags, I'm popping that
My pockets sagging from these bands
Big [?]
In the abyss making plays, I do a flip, I make a stack
Tryna run up on the gang, we gon' leave you where you at
In that Bimmer switching lanes, do two hundred on the dash
Bad bitch, she wanna hang but I'm cooling smoking thrax
No, we can't go tit for tat
And the palace where I'm at
In the palace with a MAC
In the palace you'll get clapped (Yeah)

[Verse 4: Yung Mojo]
This that fatal sting, cooling with my gang
You can't hang, n***a, you a lame, just stay out the way
'Cause I'm switching lanes, riding with that flame [?]
Smoking mary jane, Rollie, keep it plain, busting down the chain (Circle Five)