[Intro]
(Reece, take 'em to church)

[Verse 1: 22nd Jim]
I'm in the back of the back, I pull up shit like a spaceship
Only fuckin' the baddest, no, I won't fuck if she basic
I'm the n***a, she knew it, it's gon' be hard to replace me
Runnin' plays with precision, countin' pape' up with patience
Like to step on shit, so don't get it mistaken
All this ice on my body, ain't a n***a gon' take it
Really come from that bottom, only a few of us make it
To the top, yeah, I'm comin', tell my n***as be patient
I got pounds in the attic and I got bricks in the basement
I really trap in the 'partmеnts, it's boarded up 'cause it's vacant
I'm like Klay from thе three, so why the fuck wouldn't I take it?
If you want it, go get it, it only come to who chase it

[Verse 2: 03 Greedo]
I'm at the top of the top and my side hoes on the side
Forgiatos scrape the curb 'cause I swerve when I slide
Hold up, Aston Martin Vulcan make them all wanna ride
I'm Daniel Craig with [?][0:48] because I don't wanna die
This shit ain't new to me

[Chorus: 03 Greedo]
How I been up for fourteen days but all of y'all too weak?
And no, I'm not in your same league, so only you compete
I sort out my doors and I ain't never have to use the key
I was trappin' with my friend, standin' in them Timbs
Told my daugher I'm the man, platinum independent
Now I just lay back in higher fashion in the Benz
Been on more teams than Patrick Beverley 'cause I just wanna win
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 3: 22nd Jim]
I came from trappin' to rappin', n***as ain't think I'd make it
And this shit really in me, so I never could fake it
Want that house in the Hills, I could never live basic
What she want do she will, she might be your replacement
I'm frontline with the troops 'cause I'm one of them ones
And them diamonds, they hit, they hit hard like the sun
Really came from the bottom, I swear we started with nothin'
Count two-fifty in cash, I swear we started with crumbs

[Chorus: 03 Greedo]
How I been up for fourteen days but all of y'all too weak?
And no, I'm not in your same league, so only you compete
I sort out my doors and I ain't never have to use the key
I was trappin' with my friend, standin' in them Timbs
Told my daugher I'm the man, platinum independent
Now I just lay back in higher fashion in the Benz
Been on more teams than Patrick Beverley 'cause I just wanna win
Yeah, yeah, yeah