[Intro: Packy]
Life's dope, overdose, money over choes? Sure
But my friends over both of those, pour it up
Supersonic, what the f*ck have you created?
[Verse: Apollo]
Okay, I used to march in a band, now the bands march back to me
Label been with me and backing me
I think I need an assistant to faculty, I'm on a whole different level
Yeah, I'ma on a whole different level
They quick to write us at the concert
They givin' it early but I never settle
When I worked a milli', people they film me
And writin' for rappers, they milly vanilly
I'm bustin' up shots like I'm shooting confetti up
I been on a hitlist and know more than that
Someone's tryna kill me
Yeah, that's just how it goes, I made a few records
This sh*t'll went platinum and never went gold
That's just how it go, that's just how it go
Yeah, I'm back on my temper
Made a few dollars but livin' it like didn't make any sense
I was livin' off licks
Yeah, yeah, I'm back on my sh*t
I made a few dollars but livin' it like didn't make any sense
I was livin' off licks