Grand rising, we strategizing

Plan of action, soul surviving

Socializing to keep your distance

You sneak dissing, but truth the mission

Jake provide the soundscape to keep you listening

We in the kitchen, the speakers hissing

Sound like '88 and we playing tapes

This sound like VVS rings, we playing Babyface

Make my rounds through the town on my day to day

**** clowns, come around just to save face

We see through you

The type of acting y'all be on, shit, I don't need Hulu

Let me close my subscription, boy, your whole soul is missing

We don't hold those traditions

Bred from the coast where the low-doors be skipping and the po-po stay tripping

So cold and vicious

Glass and souls in this shit, on the road to the riches

Grand rising, strategizing

Plan of action, holler at Janet Jackson

She let a white boy touch her boob with the cameras flashing

But let a **** do it, they gon' put his ass in the casket

But I digress, God bless

If it wasn't for Your gift, I'd be jobless

Progress, digest

You can't take the most high out of the process