(Verse 1 - Reyna)

Yah we got my n***a on the Hook
Yall' gon read me like a fucking book
Yall hearing me go off, yall gon be shook
Yah I'm writing this in math class, Imma put some bass on beat
While my mouth spitting that motherfucking heat
I got this verse wet, without any sleet
Im the only fucking kid you wouldn't like to meet
Yo ugly ass face the only thing I'll ever beat

(Hook - J Cole / Sample )
The type of shit that make you wanna
The type of shit that make you wanna let go
The type of shit that make you wanna
The type of shit that make you wanna let go

(Verse 2 - Mike)
The Journey barely even getting started
We got big dreams with little things bitch im no hearted
But like I said it's just the beginning
Man fuck that shit! Dreams are for bitches
Only real n***as make it happen
There will be no nappin, we will stay up all night fucking rappin
And I know that damn well one thing, I'll never be lacking
And when we go to school we don't follow no rules
You fuck with us, we don't fuck with fools
We pretty fucking handy but we don't fuck with no tools
All these ugly ass hoes, yah you lookin like mules

(Hook - J Cole / Sample )
The type of shit that make you wanna
The type of shit that make you wanna let go
The type of shit that make you wanna
The type of shit that make you wanna let go

(Verse 3 - Reyna)
You really thought my verse was that fucking short?
I was never the kid to fucking play any sport
I was the only kid that was fucking lonely and had no support
When I blow up, Imma go to that resort
And Imma beat the fuck out my bully and take my ass to court
I tried it in school, I tried to report
I tried to beat his ass, then I'm yelling mission abort
Imma fly over to his house with my fucking passport
I hope that n***a lives a sad life and gets a genital wart

(Hook - J Cole / Sample )
The type of shit that make you wanna
The type of shit that make you wanna let go
The type of shit that make you wanna
The type of shit that make you wanna let go

(Verse 4 - Mike)

I wanna make it to the rap game
I don't wanna be a rap lame
If I fail, I prevail, I will never blame another name
When I make a verse, I always spit flames
I wanna make it to the rap hall of fame