(Verse 1)
A young CEO, on the grind. Check.
Positive flow, on my mind. Check.

Fresh pair of chucks on my feet. Check.
I believe they can take me where I wanna go next.
And where I wanna go is on your screen or tape deck,

To let the people know don't be defined by the rest.
So every time I touch the mic, bruh, I'm gone wreck;
And fold your favorite rapper up like a bowflex.

My name is Vinthoven, I know a lot of you (expletive) never heard of me.
But when it comes to murkin beats believe there's no serving me.
Urgently, call 9-1-1 emergnecy!

Hip Hop's dead I turned the game into a murder scene.
Serving beef to negativity like I'm the burger king.
If you had it your way you'd probably have me serving ki's,

Or bangin where them lurkers be.
Devil's trying to flirt with me.
While similar ignorance hurts the streets,

My flow is here to serve the peeps.
Never been afraid to disengage from the status quo.
A renegade penetrates with the illest grade of hazard flows.

That's until my casket close I'm making hits and smashing shows.
Laughing at your lack of flows. I think I'll just rap for those,
Who may be thinking of dreams afar.

You can tell their life is hell but it just seems bizarre.
They still beaming hard, trying to reach for mars.
I'ma tell them keep your head up and you can see the stars.


(Pre Chorus)
We can go far, if we go hard.

We can go far, if we go hard.
We can go far, if we go hard.
We can go far, if we go hard.


(Chorus)
We can play amongst the stars.

We can play amongst the stars.
We can play amongst the stars.


(Verse 2)

Ugh! Haters @@#!y with their comments.

Truth is deep inside themselves they're hardly being honest.
You wanna go hard try hoping on a rocket
You can skate on Saturn's rings and play hockey with a comet.

Ugh! I'm just trying to pay some homage.
Not to no one famous but to people seeking knowledge
To the young man who starts a business with an empty wallet

To the woman who's first in her family to go to college I see ya!
I hope your dreams take the world hostage.
I hope your success makes your haters want to vomit.

I hope you need a safe in your house back in your closet,
but I pray that you give back to the people before you lock it.
I hope you pave the way for someone else before you stop it.

I hope you tell your kids to do the same so they can profit.
I hope they make a movie about your life and that they drop it.
While you're still alive and with a mind so you can watch it.

And if you jammed up I hope they give you probation.
I hope you make a change and add some value to the nation.
I hope you give the boys you ran with motivation.

Hope your haters try to (expletive) on you but get constipation.
I hope you take off for a stellar vacation to a nebula
or some intergalactic constellation.

To ride the solar winds all you need is preparation.
This I humbly submit for your contemplation:
The sky can't be the limit if space is your destination.


(Pre Chorus)
(Chorus)


(Vamp)
If we go hard. 9x

We can go far!