[Intro]
Yo, listen, homie
Listen, homie
Listen, homie

[Verse 1]
Listen, homie, this the mission:
Make sure we no longer up in the kitchen
On some fried bologna, government cheese, paper plates
White rice covered with beans, tortilla on the side
Listen, homie, this the mission:
Make sure the lights work when we switch 'em, why the water lukewarm?
Now the wordsmith, could book tour, write hooks for
Abrams over Luke's score
Listen, homie, this the mission: From back, back in the kitchen
Mom and Daddy penny pinchin'
Car need a new ignition, and brake pads in the back
Back by any means, a motherfucker get it
See me when you dream of glory and grandeur
Better get your answers before they can stop us
The glove greased nicely for the palm of your handler
Sleepin' in the moment and forget who big pap' is

[Pre-Chorus]
Speak with candor, but mind your manners
New world old money, the dough got antlers
Too cold to stand around and answer
Don't grow, no show, too cold Costanza
Too cold Costanza, too cold Costanza
Don't grow, don't show, too cold Costanza
Cold Costanza, too cold Costanza
Too cold
[Chorus]
New world, old money
New world, old money

[Verse 2]
Let me get lost in my headspace
Queens take the Kings to the boards, yelling "checkmate"
Cloth is the best made, cut from the cuff link offer the coffin
Rough if they cuff me
Let me get my head back, pullin' out the weave
If they shootin' heads then protect the legacy
We ain't never sleep, we been workin' here for weeks
Weeks turn months, months to years, I see the enemy
But amoungst your fear, I see flight on a reflex
Red eye high in the sky, where to chief next?
Teach a pilot how to fly a yacht, getting sea legs
'Round the world if you got the guap, yelling seat check
Millions of people, billions of dollars in wealth
Fell asleep at the wheel, good thing the car drive itself
Spiteful cycles are bad for the commonwealth
Now we know how grandmama felt

[Pre-Chorus]
Speak with candor, but mind your manners
New world old money, the dough got antlers
Too cold to stand around and answer
Don't grow, no show, too cold Costanza
Too cold Costanza, too cold Costanza
Don't grow, don't show, too cold Costanza
Cold Costanza, too cold Costanza
Too cold
[Chorus]
New world, old money
New world, old money