[Verse 1: Jogger]
Fuck this, man I never had a plan B
I can't stand you, while you don't understand me
And I'm never taking anything you hand me
Bitch I'll do it on my own, you ain’t family
Why don't they ever just leave me alone
If you don’t see it, believe it, I’m gone
These rappers embedded, but never forget it, I bring all the real shit I'm seeking the throne
Now, tell me why these motherfuckers going so crazy
I hit dimes, got me throwing no Brady
All she be catching is feelings, it’s so unappealing but your girl actin’ like a hoe lately
Going to the top, if you ask where I’m headed
Homie that new shit you dropped is pathetic
Going back down to the bottom I'm dreading
I know I see clear with no demons to let in
My life is already been changing
But that's for the best right?
My nights of me raging, this music delaying, you getting fucked over your sex life
You grab the mic, like man forget it
Fuck with us, bet you'll regret it
Money talks, yours never said shit
Bitch, anything I want, imma go & get it, uh

[Hook: Ely Ayers]
Push start on my own whip
Adios to my old bitch
And I'ma need rich things, for my whole clique team, and the real ones that I roll with, yeah
Blue bills and black Benz I'ma need all that etcetera
Whole life the kid been down and so I had to level up
Yeah, level up
Yeah, level up
Blue bills and black Benz I'ma need all that etcetera
Yeah, level up
Yeah, level up
Whole life the kid been down and so I had to level up