[Chorus: Keag & IshDARR]
Living my life yeah the way that I want, ok
Don't hit my phone, I ain't tryna' talk
I'll reply "Ok"
I'm on mission, I hope that you get it
Get out the way If you don't see vision
Ok, ok, ok, ok, ok, ok

[Verse 1: Keag]
Don't tag me in shit man, I don't give a fuck
You and homies are nothin' but sus'
All of you fools just be runnin' ya tongue
Don't comment, that comment, there's nothing in common
Yeah I got some problems, I been off my rocker
I act a lil cocky, I'm confident too
I'm tryna' get rich and just shit on my ex
'Cause she on the same shit, so tell her fuck you
Drama and problems, don't profit too much
Commas make change and I’m tryna' move up
You're do tryna' do what? Chill and post up?
I need constant movement, I'm anxious when stuck
Head first at homeplate, I hit like a truck
Coming in last ain't a option for us
Nothing in common with ya, no more lying to you
I’m a lion, reliant on killing my food
I'm shark in the booth, with the sharpest of teeth
Read all the warnings, don't go to the beach
If you hate on me now, take a shot of some bleach
I know that you're mad your girl listens to me
Slappin' that track with Roy Purdy Keag
The loudest of foes are the hardest to please
So I'll switch up my cadence and do some rephrasing
Then cater a fuck you to all of their faces
[Chorus: Keag & IshDARR]
Living my life yeah the way that I want, ok
Don't hit my phone, I ain't tryna' talk
I'll reply "Ok"
I'm on a mission, I hope that you get it
Get out the way If you don't see the vision
Ok, ok, ok, ok, ok, ok

[Verse 2: IshDARR]
Up in yo' state, the first stop is the plug (oK)
20 years old in New York, in the club
With the swing like Mike, momma said no drugs
Never listen at all, pity the the fool
No pity the man who getting involved
The demons cold, unleash the wolves
I break the chains, I rock the fur, the ice is on, the price is surged
I'm gon' always be me, only way to succeed
Drop down menu with the top down
Women, had two on me, I might spaz just little
The life unhealthy, I duck the twit' feed
She bust cause I am who say I am
You boys impostors, taste like pussy
And this ain't yo vision, don't even look please
The more that I look into it, I see what these n***as doing
They acting like the Indie, really got 'em a label moving
The fact of the matter different planet, I been blooming
I still plan everything out, my gang booming
Still need no hate programs
I8 or Land Rovers by the 6s
That one for my grams and ion want no phone calls from them
KEAG and IshDARR, Ok bitch
Ok, ok, ok, ok, ok, ok