[Intro: Lucid]
Yeah, yeah
Da-da-da-da, haha
L-U-C-I-D, yeah

[Verse 1]
I won't ever back down (Nah)
Ride around the city with a blunt in my mouth (woah)
The fuck you talkin' about? (haha)
Hold up, wait a minute, I ain't done with it now
I keep it comin' while they doubting me (c'mon)
Fuckin' up any battle
And matter fact, I'm back in immaculate fashion
Puffin' and passing up in the lab again, it's on (on)
Ya'll don't really know my life (Nah, nah)
What I grind for, lookin' at my son, I would die for
Could've stayed in college and became a motherfucking lawyer
But, I never lie, boy (haha)
Now look at this white dork, talkin' like he might buzz
All he need's the right source, if the time lines up (True)
On the mic, I'm cold, I just rap what I does
If you don't like that, get the fuck off my nuts
I'm taking opportunities, givin' I'm fuckin' livid
'Cause it took 'em this long just to pay attention (Yeah)
Every song I spit I'm like a modern villain, they don't ever honor me
'Cause no one really fuckin' with the way I make an honest living (Woo)
Bombin' the mockeries upon 'em like I'm always applying the pressure
They been eyeing me 'cause I ain't gon' let up (Nah)
I got a mic fetish so I might just sever
Any rapper with some hype, no effort (Haha)
Don't sweat it, your ho said that I "Flow wetter"
She ain't talking 'bout raps, you should know better (Yeah)
[Chorus: Lucid]
All my life, I been on my grind (what)
I gotta earn my stripes (c'mon)
Work real hard, gotta keep my pride (haha)
Who 'dat? I be that guy (yeah)
Sippin' on [?], pull up that gas
Hold up my tab, got the city on my back (city on my back)
I need a little cash, need it right now
I'ma go in 'til I find my crown
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 2: Futuristic]
Yo
I ain't gon' die 'til my life played out
I'm a living legend so you better pipe down
Anybody know that if you lookin' for respect
Then you gotta get the check when you come to my town
Help people out, been real, day one (one)
Arizona's own, look what I came from
When it come to hate, better say it to my face
When the blood is on your hands, I ain't 'bout to shake nothin'
I done had my way with the music, mhm
Never been a slave to the bullshit, nah
E'rrybody say I be foolin'
That's true, always with the music
I had a muse and I painted a picture (woo)
Brought up these young'uns like a babysitter (woo)
I done collab'd with all the greatest spitters (woo)
I know that that's the reason that they bitter (woo)
I ain't about to let nobody catch all of my fate
Get it how I'm livin', I never been one to wait (mhm)
If I see a crack, I'm 'bout to go penetrate (mhm)
Started from the bottom, I'm finishing up the race (mhm)
And my plate full, but the angle, that's been the same
Independent from beginning, I've always been in my lane
Like a pendant on a dresser, you know that I'm off the chain
Every beat get slain, that's how I maintain
[Chorus: Lucid]
All my life, I been on my grind (what)
I gotta earn my stripes (c'mon)
Work real hard, gotta keep my pride (haha)
Who 'dat? I be that guy (yeah)
Sippin' on [?], pull up that gas
Hold up my tab, got the city on my back (city on my back)
I need a little cash, need it right now
I'ma go in 'til I find my crown
Yeah, yeah

[Verse 3: Lucid]
Yeah, yo (yeah)
I'ma die proud in my town, (what)
These syllables might drown your confidence
I found a problem with coming in second place (uh huh)
Lights out, I'm knocking the opposition
Peace out for some competition, I'll wait

[Verse 4: Futuristic]
Yeah, yeah
The mic out, nobody take my crown
But I been doing more outside the music, my community get it (uh huh)
Everybody see that I been out here making a difference (uh huh, uh huh)
I hope they payin' attention so they can say they witness, you know?
[Verse 5: Lucid]
Play me as a gimmick, they ain't making it far (nah)
Slaughterin' everyone around me like I'm hanging 'em all
I'm a microphone murderer
Kinda like how I murder them neighbors sleepin' on me
Chillin', took a knife to your furniture

[Verse 6: Futuristic]
Comfy like furniture, ooh, uh
My life is finally smooth, uh
Make money off music and travel the world with my lady
That's all that I do (yeah)

All my life, I been on my grind (what)
I gotta earn my stripes (c'mon)
Work real hard, gotta keep my pride (haha)
Who 'dat? I be that guy (yeah)
Sippin' on [?], pull up that gas
Hold up my tab, got the city on my back (city on my back)
I need a little cash, need it right now
I'ma go in 'til I find my crown
Yeah, yeah
Die Proud