[Verse 1: Flowz Dilione]
Fuck ya pretty little city and ya nightclubs
You can find me baggin up where them mice are
Trap house, mattress on the floor, no five star
Grind hard savin for a crib and a nice car
Fuck ya graff crew me and mine bag food and we ain't goin anywhere like a tattoo
I'm tryna buy a big house with a nice view, so every night find me on the strip making white move
Got cars in and out like a drive thru, I don't know about your end buy mine's due
Ain't nobody loves their fam like I do, I broke bread with every single cent I made off iTunes
In the West an early breakfast is five buegs (West City)
Bit a whiskey in a glass no ice cubes
We get straight to the point no dilute, hands stay dirty in the streets fuck a nice suit
So fuck you and the crew that you rap with, ya just a bunch of bottom feeders, catfish
I heard ya shitty little songs up on Soundcloud, trust me brah if I was you I'd be embarrassed
I could make you disappear no magic, wave that big metal wand make you backflip
My whole fam's real you're plastic, talk shit I'll snap in half like a matchstick

[Verse 2: Peeps]
I hear voices all the time, I don't see them though
Just my woman and my brothers the rest need to go
[?] the only numbers that I need to know, three 0's don't even register to me and my bros
Just grab ya keys and go, you don't need to see the road, just move forward
With seesawin there's always highs and lows, if it's time to go, then it's time to go
No need cryin over things you can't decide on bro
I got my mind on go, my brother's makin moves
It doesn't matter if you chase and you lose, just have a go at it
But make sure you make em bruise, they hate on you if you sound different, mate that's true
But they're complainin to you, if you sound the same as em too
So what the fuck do you do? Stay true to you!
I left my mark in the scene, no marketing team
Watch for the sharks and their teeth and if they bark then they bleed