[Intro]
Yeah, ayy, okay
Remember that RapFix shit like 2014, 2015?
We was with Sway
Somethin' like this, like, yeah

[Verse]
Flip a quarter 'round some profit, now my mornin' proper (Yeah)
Sour Diesel, pick your poison, boys is boilin' product (Boys is boilin' product)
This whack shit is comin' back (Yeah), but everything is digital
I'm diggin' through the Internet and dealin' with the sinnin' through it (Right)
Y-C-K and I put it first
And I put 'em in they place, prove that puddin' with a verse (Yeah)
I'm movin' through the city, from the ghetto to the 'burbs
Y'all don't get this nevermore, bet I'm Edgar to these birds, word (Word)
Loiterin' like I was unimportant (I was unimportant)
I'm alone because I'm unemployed? (Because I'm unemployed)
Stu-stu-stutterin', you'll probably blow the moment
Fuck a plan B, once you ridin', that's your only choice (Yeah)
Like the rubber pop (Pop)
I got one other option like a baby mother's crotch (Mother's crotch)
You either let this shit die 'fore it sprout, but you can never underestimate what hasn't blossomed
Yo, I keep my retinas peeled
I'm the rest of you meal dwellers with jealous appeal
Do not step to the goodfellas, these weapons is real
Poppin' vessels, no respectin' his feel
Beat the words out and leave an instrumental for real
I been lyin' to my mama, though
Tellin' her that I been doin' good, but I'm signin' off
I ain't seen her face in two months, need to grind and make everything that I involve
In these phone calls, but I popped too many Tylenol
Trouble on my mind, there's liquor in my Styrofoam
Jugglin' my life, I just hope I never die alone (Die alone)
Yo, you just gotta feel the purpose
I ain't tryna chill, I ain't gonna chill with no more serpents
I'm up with Rob Markman
I'm a marksman, I throw darts at your target
Bullseye since I started
I do this shit at random (At random)
Ayo, Sway, am I nice? (Yes)
Damn, I knew you had the answers
[Outro]
Get 'em, Sway
It's over
Get 'em, Sway
Pro Era