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[Verse 1: Don Kenobi]
It's different views, how bout step in my shoes
There's no excuse if you losing, so you gotta pursue
Every option in the open, without showin' no caution
Why you acting so impatient, it be every so often
I'll be tossing and turning, my self-esteem has been [?]
Forty hours, in the week where I'll be stuck in the office
Calculating the profits, and now it's all out of pocket
And damnit I'll be exhausted, when I be fucking my options, up
Not a day I relax, wait a minute I be honest
I'll be stating the facts, in a moment perhaps
Hopefully there's no debating, Don Kenobi and I made it
Overrated what they statin', so i bring this shit back
I'm so gracious, thank you for congratulations
Don Kenobi, Mick Jenkins, collaboration
So amazing, I feel the earth shaking, earthquakin'
Entertainment, I'm not mistakin'
Independent, 'cause i'd rather be David
All these labels be goliath, you be lying you made it, ah
Co-sign, the slow grind, and aging like some fine wine, you unwind, I'm
Still debatin' after observations, wait
Got my feelings now they separated, great
Tell them bloggers "no more hibernation"
They slept so long, better face these sanctions
[Verse 2: Mick Jenkins]
Movin' with the teachers and the talents
Alkaline out the chalice
Spitting all this acid got my pH off balance
I'm back straight
Smoke just start to form in the ashtray
I could see the future, my mask off
Pig farmers looking to castrate, cash cows, they'll pass off
Lot of n***as hit the cross country, with drag race mentality
This ain't a sprint my n***a
I'm tryna walk with god
Switching gears, I switch to sprint, you hear me dropping bars
You hear me drop a 'lil french, when I hit Charles de Gaulle
Trench coat for the London fog, I'm hoppin' on the flight tomorrow
Contemplate my fight from thirty thousand feet like how it be
N***as isn't countin' to me
I told ya'll this shit alchemy
Plenty gold on me, I got plenty lead, for you talking pistol hands
These n***as talking pins or pistol dicks, and pull out stencils quick
I got the infrared on you, ask me will I shoot
On your heels, and put my sole in this taboo, don't do no flip flopping
Hear that draco, you lip lockin', with slitherin
We know your kind, front hard but we know your spine witherin' you run in place
On that high horse shit looked like the sunkin' place
I just keep on dunkin' these donuts
I smelt that coffee before it was on us and wasn't fuckin' with the aroma
Most n***as want the moment, we just want the moma
[Verse 3: Don Kenobi]
Yo, we got advantages, enemies be panickin'
Micromanagin' every obstacle you handling is damagin'
So maybe I'm mistaken' turn you pigs to bacon
And no meaningful training, for more sides Mick Jenkins
Myself always maintaining, so, type of voice so no more background noise
Got me thinking it's a mission, gonna search and destroy
Yo I really enjoy, leaving you assholes annoyed

I'ma roll another joint while you judging
Your alcohol addiction, you always out and clubbing
Your opioid prescription, is stopping you from lovin'
And here's my prediction, amountin' up the nothing, nothing

I'ma roll another joint while you judging
Your alcohol addiction, you always out and clubbin'
Your opioid prescription, you sippin' Robitussin
And here's my prediction, amountin' up the nothing, nothing