[Ameer Vann]
I used to work for people, I made a couple hundred dollars
Wasn´t worth it even, I´m worth a hundred thousand

Not dollars but diamonds, I am mud out the bayou
Rip a page out the Bible, come and crucify me
I´m a long way from home and this ain´t Yellowstone
I trade a white bitch for catfish and yellow bones
This from the catacombs, this for the broken homes
From the south side of cities where my granny home
I moved to California, I bring a Grammy home
I call up bill collectors, "leave my fuckin´ family ´lone"
We left the corner store on the way to caviar
The coupe is mustard colored, what the fuck is Grey Poupon?

[Kevin Abstract]

Young K.A., never quit your day job, uh
I bring the love to work, I need the day off, uh
I need the [censored], this hard work should pay off, uh
The lights stay off until my mind is made up, uh
A young Zuckerberg, I wake up and make stuff, uh
These niggas copy us, they really need to pay us, uh
I´m from the city where your neighbors fight back
You talkin´ shit, we bring that work right to your lap
I love my niggas like white people love rap
We make the shit you´ll probably never say on track again

[Breakdown: Joba]
Walked through doors all my life, just to close them

Tore down walls all my life, here´s to the other side
A whole new life (feeling the brand new feeling, feeling the brand new feeling)
A whole new life (feeling the brand new feeling, feeling the brand new feeling)
A whole new life (new feeling, brand new feeling, brand new feeling)
A whole new life (new feeling, brand new feeling, brand new, brand new, brand new)

[Kevin Abstract & Joba]
(A whole new life)
Back then when I was hustling, ain´t get no love from them (uh)
(A whole new life)
I paid my own bills and came up with the illest shit (uh)

(A whole new life)
I was tryna find a way to get my family out of it (uh)
(A whole new life)
Spent my days in basements tryna write a motherfuckin´ hit
Nowadays he´s stumbling, they show such love to him
I shut it down to every show, we set the precedent
I´m just tryna show these niggas, life is on some other shit
Keep your head high, smile when the trouble rumblin´

[Matt Champion]
I don´t do what they say, it´s unorthodox
Like bears sharing porridge, just out with Goldilocks

Like Ozzy with no Sharon, he´d just call his parents
So fuck what I´m doing and fuck these damn critics
You should think for yourself, that shit is cancerous
Get my head rubbed by fingers of fuckin´ hair models
Middle finger, fuck the hair up at all our concerts
Maybe if I cared less, I´d wear a hair net
But now my eyes, ten million by twenty five
Dropped out of Lone Star, booked flight from Lone Star
Was working a couple jobs and quit, became a star, uh