Verse 1 - JB:
I brought all of my homeboys in, it's my first night out
In about 3 months, plus I cut my spouse

I done changed my hoes, I done changed my flows
And this quarter bag of kush is the only change I blow, because
I realized being broke is a practice of patience

I've got some skeletons but I keep 'em stacked in my ba!@&(t
I let 'em out as soon as I'm ready to face 'em
But then I'm just hoping me and my team can actually make it

I'm nervous and so I'm hitting this bottle until I lose my balance
A couple rappers got like breaks and confused with talent
But I'm comfortable knowing I'm not involved

'Cause if not for my bad luck, then I wouldn't have it all
At least I know that I got it, my confidence and my wishes
But my will is over-written, my pockets and inhibition

My brother is down in Houston, he's waiting for me to blow up
My girl at the after party, she waiting for me to show up
And damn, I've only got the time for the options

My ex-girls, I'm hoping none of them watching
'Cause if they do witness me come to the same conclusion
I'll just be proving them right and that %#@! is so $#&@in' stupid, I swear


Hook - (Tay Rhodes and DeLaZoo)
So we on in this (*##$

Like the lights, hit the switch
On our grind, we gon' shine, but %#@!..
Then again maybe I'm dreaming

It ain't what it's seeming
But all I'm asking for is something to believe in
So they know we on in this (*##$

Like the lights, hit the switch
On our grind, we 'gon shine, but %#@!..
Then again maybe I'm dreaming

Maybe I'm dreaming
Yeah maybe I'm dreaming
But if this is me dreaming, I'm dreaming it out


Verse 2 - DeLaZoo
Driving back from performing for 50 people

Spent the profits on a soda, got $7 in change
Waiting for the day what I give and I get is equal
But I never trip about it, 'cause %#@!'s been starting to change

Went from, open mic to open verse on a song
I did a year of growing up so had to quit me the bong
But never mad at it, only kicked a few of my bad habbits

'Cause well behaving rappers just don't work in the long
So I keeps a motha$#&@a for the ignant, word to Lauryn Hill
People 'round my city asking why I'm still performing here

'Cause somethin' 'bout L.A.'ll make people think that you made it
But since I've been on my way I never tell 'em they're wrong
Is that bad?

Still you can't deny the kid's come along
Text any (*##$ from my city, bet you that chick 'gon respond
6 out of 10 times, $#&@ it I can work with the odds

I'd say I'm grinding but I love this and ain't working that hard