[Ameer Vann]
I spent like a year and a half on the Greyhound bus
On the way to see this girl
Take a flight back just to keep my job

Used to fly standby, late to the airport
Where the buddy pass? Stuck in the traffic
Whole lotta hours, real long distance
But I´ve grown since then
Learned to be on my own since then
Marble floor in my brand new crib
This the life that I wanted still
Got a hole and it burn my chest
Mash the chip that´s still in my shoulder
Ain´t a day that I still been sober
These the things that I´m tripping over

[Ashlan Grey]
Y´all motherfuckers made three albums
Still talking about the same shit
The one gay, the one selling drugs
The one that´s tryna act like Lil Wayne
What the fuck is this shit man?

Y´all better turn this shit off when y´all get in the whip
When y´all enter my whip, y´all better not play this shit
´Cause this can go right the fuck off

[Matt Champion]
Now them boys hooked on heroin
Parents always asking like, "Where y´all get it from?"
Rehab poppin´ like when Amy had the single out
Single out the reasons how I quit before I fell down
I used to pick Ameer up
Talk about what´s got us fucked up
We vent ´til the sun up, ay
Hopefully get our funds up, ay
And if I didn´t know y´all

Maybe I would have a desk job
Ticking ´til I off myself...

[ Matt Champion]
Used to drive around for some hours (oh, ohhh)
Used to get paid by the hour (oh, ohhh)
Now I´m just pickin up my check (oh, ohhh)
Now I´m just pickin up a sweat (yeah)
Used to drive around for some hours (oh, ohhh)
Circle round the block for some hours (oh, ohhh)
Now I´m just pickin up my check (oh, ohhh)
Now I´m just pickin up a sweat (yeah)

[Joba]
Be there any minute, I´ll be on it in it baby
Be there any minute, I´ll be on it in it baby
Be there any minute, I´ll be on it in it baby
Be there any minute, I´ll be on it in it baby

[Dom McLennon]
I spent like a year and a half feeling sorry for myself
´Cause I thought love ain´t make sense anymore
If I drank, you would probably see a fifth on the floor
And a hole in the door, rest a few more
Scared of the past I’ve been tryna avoid
From before I was born
Running from the shoes that my grandfathers wore
Tryna pick a better battle I saw on the wharf
Feel the sun in my pores but I still got clouds in my head, now
Rain for a little bit, stay for a little bit
Moved along with my head, down
That´s what momma taught me and I never let them fuck me

When they handed me a dead king´s, crown
Told ´em think of what you doing before I´m the one you´re choosing
I just wanna be a human when I share myself
Hear the things I´m saying and I scare myself, goddamn

[Joba]
Be there any minute, I´ll be on it in it baby
Be there any minute, I´ll be on it in it baby
Be there any minute, I´ll be on it in it baby
Be there any minute, I´ll be on it in it baby
Be there any minute, I´ll be on it in it baby
Be there any minute, I´ll be on it in it baby
Be there any minute, I´ll be on it in it baby
Be there any minute, I´ll be on it in it baby