Lyrics
As I dive in mind and I find my way through the madness
My passions developing
Take more time with my actions
My past is irrelevant
If I ain’t making cash quick
So blast this
I bet my ass if
This ain’t a classic
No more hat tricks
This time it’s some gasoline
With a match stick
Get blasted
I’m going bat shit
Got this down patrick
I'll stack chips
I’m far from average
Wit rap I’m savage
I’m back bitch
Hip hop’s my dad shit
Kid I’m the bastard
Now that’s lit
It got me gassing
I’m laughing
They think it’s acting
Think this just happens
Im thinking backwards
All black fit
Yall think it’s fashion
It’s unattractive
This kid been absent
He skipping classes 
And passed it
Take trip inside ya mind
I been moving low key
Working Overtime
Kobe shit it’s OT
I been on my grind
I Ain’t getting no sleep
So Once upon a rhyme
I finally set ya soul free
Take trip inside my mind
I been moving low key
Working Overtime
Kobe shit it’s OT
I been on my grind
I Ain’t getting no sleep
So Once upon a rhyme
I finally set my soul free
You got me feeling twice intense
With fingers wrapped around drinks
None the less
I must confess
That we the underground kings
Cause you love this
Fuck what anybody else around thinks
Paragraphs salvage my soul
Keep the flow from drowning
And it seems one day they love you
Next they hate you
They stimulate you