I go to record stores and dig vinyl crates

Then I Listen to these records in a quiet place

I drop the needle on the vinyl plate

An then I kick back with this hash joint as the vinyl plays...

Iʼm in these record stores upping my record sales for the record none of these records failed

I worked hard to improve so I canʼt fail

I worked hard on progress so my ship sails

All those wax gems hidden in my record box getting pressed on wax that got me stepping up we keep writing till the hunger levels at the top

I drop flames n turn your booth into a hotbox

Love is the message i put it out strong

I count my blessings with every single song

I learnt my lessons wen I was in the wrong

Im on stage an these girls throwing bras and thongs

If you keep waiting then your time wonʼt come i get stranded n work it out im blessed by god Time donʼt wait for no one

So I donʼt wait on no one

I respect djs that keep playing my songs

Iʼm a hiphop head so its vinyl and chill

Its like my pen is a shootah Iʼm writing to kill the rhyme schemes so sick I spit the flow so ill i got shows in Paris from signed vinyl deals

Come a long way with that track record

Im on stage now reppin broc recordz

I get love cuz I put pain in hot records

I manifest dreams properly and top records

Im digging crates finding gems in the record shop

Then I put these rare dubs in my record box

Im sitting on some rare gems that you never got

So pull that white label back wen the record stops

Im only spinning wax exclusives

Im tryna fill your ears with music

Were only making forwards movement my bro Dipiz moving wax by the unit