[Intro: Luis]
Yeahh, crunch time.... 2014.. you know what it is
Yall mothafuckas dont know what this shit is
Aight lets go
Uh huh

[Verse 1: Luis]
I do better when its crunch time
N***as can't, stop my grind
Never go prime time
All time, get money
Medicine, and money
Bitches say wall, getting money cash doe
Say she said you want some ass
Told that bitch, that ill pass
Getting money she, jack-son she
Dancing on this dick
Haters up, up up and pay it
Posting something they created
Mumbling, something they
Understand me like a restaurant
Get money, get bread bon-bons understand me
You n***as dont know, all day balling everyday
I never got my money, bigger in this crib
Yeah my main n***a, never sleep I creep
Cause all bad bitches
I got em, keep creeping on the top
I know spot
N***as fighting, n***as no why
Influence me cause I stop
Limo in my backyard, been rapping since I was little
Just kidding, I started two weeks ago
Been spitting lava, here we go
Hold up, let me just spit this freestyle
Girls gone wild
Understand me, I be coming down I chew yall n***as like
Snickers, take one and we take a bite
Laughing cause its so funny
Look at you dumb asses
I got play bunnies in my bag
I been jumping, i be crunching, i be spitting rhymes fast
And yall n***as know me i be balling everyday, i get money
I dont work, i just get, money shop and get some clothes
I be fucking around getting money, in the crib
I dont play
[Verse 2: Riven]
Hard bars and lyrics, and you make the Riven Recipe
Run up on my street, we dont play, ain't no Sesame
I dont tote guns, cause katanas are my weaponry
All yall said im doin nothin, that is all allegedly
Try to play with me, i get dirty so dont mess with me
All you haters do is hate on me, i see your jealousy
Listen to your songs, all your music was just hella sleep
Riven this my legacy, to be the best at everything
Yung kira you worship me
Rob your life like a burglary
Im killin rappers its a murder scene
My pens a weapon like mercury
You can see me, on the Tv
Raibou Ichizouku thats what we be
If it suits us, you get 3-pieced
And when it comes to rapping im an elite
Its pitiful you really wanna be
Dont come back, theirs no receipts
On the mic, youll get street sweeped
Die on the train tracks, beat street
What really makes you think that you can beat me ?
You know ill straight play you like a CD
Straight up god, thats what I be
I dont recognize fake, ID ?
Flow like poison, ivy
I dont keep it lowkey, highkey
Finna explode, dont mind me
Vision so cold but still icey
[Riven]
Riven, Luis
Mixtape comin out soon 2k14 know what im sayin, cop that
Yeah, probably did crunch time, shout to all
Everybody, Luis, Juan, Malik, Johnny..- Wait what?