(TERRY VERSE)

Ash fall like time, but the moment stay lit

Every second got a soul if you acknowledge the gift So I inhale what’s real, let the fake dissipate

Life a laid-back sermon—just appreciate

Currency current, I’m fluent in streams

Dollars drip like metaphors that seep through my dreams Stack slow, grow roots, let the wealth branch wide

Not just paper in the wind but a place to reside

Scoreboard flicker like fate keepin’ count of intent Every bucket like a blessing, every miss heaven-sent We don’t argue with the bounce, let the rhythm decide Like money circulatin’, ebb and flow is the guide

Aye Terry get the tables, bout to 3-D **** and the whole stable, trading bars with no link cable, I done heard a million stories I ain’t listening to fables, it ain’t easy tryna rap with the best, if you think you got it **** rap with yo chest, stayed down for a come up, them long nights making records till the sun up, you see he got bis license but he got no drive, it’s turnt down when the bag not performing live, we can let it be ima chase to ya hive, my Brodie play the tank we ain’t worried bout the dive, all you gotta do is say the word I’m gon slide, I can never sit and settle for a fucking tie, all you gotta do is say the word I’m gon slide