[Hook: Wes Period]
Left town but I'm back now
Used to flip grams in the back house
Flipped that to a Macbook
Hot damn, I'm the Mack now
Old girls that I asked out
Used to look good, now they ass out
Put that on the black book
Hot damn, I'm the Mack now

[Verse 1: Wes Period]
Off that vodka, watch your posture
We just awesome, feeling awesome (uh)
What you put out, going to come back on ya
Don't be no kami, kamikaze
You do not know about me
You do not know about team
Hustle like ten days a week
You do not know about dreams
Homie, you so looking weak
I buy that shit for the cheap
I buy that shit for the free
These boys are not in our league
We told those boys to go home, they said they'd take a CD
We said [?], we'll see
[?], can't eat a beat with no appetite
Just when I'm snapping, right?
They ain't acting right
Wasted all that passion on some bad advice
Get a job, get a suit, playboy, take that advice
Take that advice
[Hook: Wes Period]

[Verse 2: Jez Dior]
Everybody got the [?] telling me they can't rap
So why they still rap, though?
I don't know, that's a good question
They should maybe just chill out and
Take his advice
And take my advice
You don't ask me twice
You don't rub me right
I came all the up way from the bottom to be here
And you don't [?]
Just stay in your lane, boy
I know that you are attracted to fame, boy
But you can find tigers swarming all over an Instagram page, boy
[?] homie what's the angle
A verse ain't shit if the beat don't bang, though
My shit is banging
We're hanging with vatos that know where you stay before you even say it
You're playing with players that's been in this game long enough so we know how to play it
Your life, [?] just hate it
Your bitch is the fakest
Your clique is the weakest
I'm still fighting cases
Our teeth got some karats
You're still rocking braces
You ain't with the paces
You know how we made it, you know it
[Hook: Wes Period]

[Outro: Wes Period]