Yo, maybe I was wrong

Maybe I was right

Maybe obey, maybe don't sprite

Maybe don't hate on some shit ya never knew about

All these mother-fuckers in the gutter

Took the sewer route

I'm tryna speak truth, I'm tryna get through

All the while still find time to get loose

All the while still tryna make my way to Idlewild

Green grass, thick milfs, smokin'

Call 'em pot-o-files

I be fuckin' bars up

'Specially when I'm charged up

Backseat bloggin', big body on the charger

Two tone rebel, like some level headed armor

Fuckin' up some destiny, indebted to the karma

I can peddle backwards

I don't rock a fixed gear

I don't need to pump breaks

I just stay in sixth gear, yeah

Cold chillin', winnin' some losses

Ya never took an "L", then you'll never be a boss

Fuck plan B, we got plan A

And hell yeah, I be goin' for it all day

They concede, we conceive, let the band play

Only give it up for a seat or my death day

I'm tryna move dreams out

Tryna see the dream house

While they all gassed up

We be in the greenhouse, yeah

Cold chillin', winnin' some losses

Ya never took an "L", then you'll never be a boss

No plan B, we got a plan A

And hell yeah, I be goin' for it all day

Hell yeah, I be goin' for it all day

Hell yeah, I be goin' for it all day

No plan B, we got a plan A

Hell yeah, I be goin' for it all day

Hell yeah, I be goin' for it all day

Hell yeah, I be goin' for it all day

Fool proof mirrors, lights so bright

That money look good and that song sound nice

And I don't see a reason over feindin' for a fight

So I'm playin' these cards

Hope I'm playin' them right

Right, yeah

But no prob with it, I just bob with it

Step out thankful, hell yeah, I got a job in it

Like Black Rob, we owed just like whoa

With a hand to the sky for shit we don't know

'Cause we take our dreams, put 'em in 3D

Take 'em out that box, put 'em in that street

Let them do that work, let them all just breathe

Hell yeah, I be on it 'cause them two tones cheat

It's grey scales till the flat line

Till I start to like golf and rock derby's

While I'm chillin' on the back nine

Rockin' a Jesus piece that's ironic

Readin' Richard Dawkins, sippin' Tangueray and tonic

Like a boss might, I set it off right

That two tone rebel never takes an off night

Payin' dues for a minute, get the cost right

Keep my shit cold, I ain't in it for the frostbite

I'm in it for the green grass, in it for the good times

In it for the plot twists, in it for the story lines, yeah

Cold chillin', winnin' some losses

Ya never took an "L", then you'll never be a boss

No plan B, we got a plan A

And hell yeah, I be goin' for it all day

Hell yeah, I be goin' for it all day

Hell yeah, I be goin' for it all day

No plan B, we got a plan A

Hell yeah, I be goin' for it all day

Hell yeah, I be goin' for it all day

Hell yeah, I be goin' for it all day

No plan B, we got a plan A

And hell yeah, I be goin' for it all day

Hell yeah, I be goin' for it all day

Hell yeah, I be goin' for it all day

No plan B, we got a plan A

Hell yeah, I be goin' for it all day

Hell yeah, I be goin' for it all day

Hell yeah, I be goin' for it all day