[Hook: Kam Michael]
Whenever you rap it's embarrassing
I blow through this shit like a terrorist
I'm puffing them J's on the terraces
Tonight I'll be up in the air again
And I don't like making appearances
She's loving the fact I'm American
They tell me that I need a therapist
And lately I've been acting arrogant
2x

[Bridge: John Connor]
I've been in the cut doing it my way
Pushin', flippin' triple digits on the highway
We can prolly take it back to my place
And I'll show you what it's like to live with my name

[Verse 1: Kam Michael]
They try to tell me that I never listen, always been the type to make my own decisions
Never been the type to live in fear
Now I'm making money from my intuition like damn. Better know I'm man. I've been coming through hot, finna know when I land
I've been getting more known from the O to Japan. Now I'm making these songs, got em all in my hands like...
You can find me at a cross road, prolly hitting demons up with my soul. I've been moving fast, if we talkin cash, put that on the table pronto
I'm only saying what I got to mention, if you want it you should pay attention. I told my family ima make a livin, now they're getting closer when I speak the vision like whew

[Hook: Kam Michael]
Whenever you rap it's embarrassing
I blow through this shit like a terrorist
I'm puffing them J's on the terraces
Tonight I'll be up in the air again
And I don't like making appearances
She's loving the fact I'm American
They tell me that I need a therapist
And lately I've been acting arrogant
2x

[Bridge: John Connor]
I've been in the cut doing it my way
Pushin', flippin' triple digits on the highway
We can prolly take it back to my place
And I'll show you what it's like to live with my name

[Verse 2: J-Wright]
Lyrics will open whats all in my head i tour em around like it’s cribs, yuh
This ain't a hobby addiction is real, I’m doing it just for a fix 
Coming from the 603 
In the sticks
All black hoodie and some brand new kicks
Shoot y’all shot then half y’all miss 
Got my cross hairs locked till it sparks like a bic 
Like
I ain't ever gonna give em some slack 
You down with the lies forgetting the facts
I could just tell you I’m getting these stacks 
But truthfully i gotta give it to tax
Lame 
I’ve been just working my ass through the pain 
Feeling like I’ve been afraid of the fame 
I don’t know why 
Guess i’m just going a little insane, yuh

[Hook: Kam Michael]
Whenever you rap it's embarrassing
I blow through this shit like a terrorist
I'm puffing them J's on the terraces
Tonight I'll be up in the air again
And I don't like making appearances
She's loving the fact I'm American
They tell me that I need a therapist
And lately I've been acting arrogant
2x