[Chorus: Benjamin Earl Turner]
Is we quirky or psychotic, we might never know
Flood the city with narcotics but you still ain't dope
You so up
You stuck you up
You miss what’s going down
Ain't no city like the city
N***as call the town
When I'm stepping
They go green
Bitch I'm collared down
What I'm pitching
Strike a chord
This a slighter sound
If I'm bent
I'll sweat it out
Keep my music loud
If I'm bent
I'll sweat it out
Keep my music loud

[Verse 1: Benjamin Earl Turner]
Tequila the chaser and trauma the shot
Making decisions I’ll regret tomorrow
I shoulda listened to Bell Biv DeVoe
Worst case scenario: after we carry on
You won’t be more than some notes in my phone
Even though the road wе on erode
I'm glad we rodе along
N***a gotta soldier on
Somewhere on the coast line pushing past 95 slapping old Al Jerreau
We're in this love together
Bitch I was always extra
Bank account say etc
Fuck yo' ass don't say shit
I don’t need no message
This shit all aesthetic
I be fake sometimes
That's a real confession
Bitch don’t swallow sun
That's my real complexion
Getting fucked by tech
Ain't we real progressive?
Let me bring it home
I think this my exit
[Chorus: Benjamin Earl Turner]
Is we quirky or psychotic, we might never know
Flood the city with narcotics but you still ain't dope
You so up
You stuck you up
You miss what’s going down
Ain't no city like the city
N***as call the town
When I'm stepping
They go green
Bitch I'm collared down
What I'm pitching
Strike a chord
This a slighter sound
If I'm bent
I'll sweat it out
Keep my music loud
If I'm bent
I'll sweat it out
Keep my music loud

[Verse 2: Saba]
Is we worthy of they comments?
We may never know
All our karma intertwined boy you can't win alone
Hood go infancy to infantry
Can't get along
What's the first step if a misstep is a picked up phone call?
Told you 'bout your road dog
And how they hit they home base
You know where you off limit
You say you gone set the karma straight before the call ended
Fuck rap it ain't authentic
Don't gotta be all thought out so long as your heart in it
She made like a crawlspace
I happened to fall in it
The wall turned to quicksand
Me I turned to volcanic
Then I pulled my pants on both legs at a time
I hopped in this bitch
I am not you
I am the man
The myth
Myth
But you never could imagine what
They could feed they family from
Oh you talking 'bout a Grammy huh?
I done did what can't be done
I done did what couldn't be did
With the crew I was cooling with
Now the block and truth get bent
Depend who view you get