[Verse 1: Young Lungs]
Its fucked up how it work
People start to care when its too late
Had enough, so im packin up my suitcase
Headphones in, tying up my shoelace
Movin' on, startin fresh up on a new day
Imma do my thing, give a fuck what you say
Twenty-thirteen, already had moves made
Twenty-fourteen, get ready to make way
Cause we comin in
Workin harder than I ever did before
I'll admit that for a minute, we was workin little slow
Now we steppin on the peddle and we never lettin go
Reminiscing wit a pencil, so I start to let it flow
Write it down on the paper, just to get it off my chest
Man motherfuck a label, I can do it by myself
Dont need no fuckin favors, and I dont need any help
So fuck you if you hatin, you can take it somewhere else

[Hook: Young Lungs]
Cause I dont want that round me, you can miss me with that
Man the jealousy and greed, you can miss me with that
And I think you better leave, you can miss me with that (that)
You can miss me with that (that), you can miss me that. (X2)

[Verse 2: Pouya]
Nonsense you speaking of
Clean and fly, sorta like a dove
Kinda like the bud, we finna fire you up
Baby bone, you know wussup
You fake ass rappers ain't real as us
If it's bout the money, I'm gettin buck
No pun intended, pullin on extensions
This ho is ratchet, I failed to mention
My main intention was to get inside
Slide inside that civic ride
Drivin slow ho, gettin high
Do that shit just to get by
Do my thing, that's everyday
Fuck yo bitch in every way
Ain't talkin money, get outta my face
Before I leave your body, inside of the lake
Why you worried about me dawg
You ain't my homie
You been talkin sideways
And actin phony
Ion need that in my life, alright
I got problems myself, and you ain't one
Ight bitch?
[Hook: Young Lungs]
Cause I dont want that round me, you can miss me with that
Man the jealousy and greed, you can miss me with that
And I think you better leave, you can miss me with that (that)
You can miss me with that (that), you can miss me that