Текст Joey Bada$$ – Alowha

Intro:
Yea… back in this muthafucka
Reportin’ live from a lyrical high
One time

Verse 1:
Yo, with not a damn thing on my mind
But this rhyme, in a matter of time
To make this whole shit allign
Like I planned out, nothing in life gets handout
Just stand out, ever since I had to pop my fish and panned out
Pressure board ’til I’m fanned out
Now we the pop off the band
So they can’t keep their hands off of the man now
Divide their man, give ’em that S vitamin
Baby Cham style
Gots a Trini girl to soak it up, ShamWoW!
Damn child, you’re killin ’em
Fillin’ ’em, drillin’ ’em with serums, of pure adrenaline
High blood feelin’ like the thermostat cracked left mercury spillin’
Your favorite rapper tryna earn stacks from nursery children
True emcees write their verse and rehearse it a million times
Just for the rebirth of the feelin’ prime and golden
Shawty ask what I’m holdin’, teasin’ ’em
Knowing the magnum blast squeeze magnesium
Used to be mad premature now I’m at premium
From lookin’ up to niggas, to lookin’ up niggas meetin’ ’em
Meetings with ’em, give ’em a high pitch like curveballs and helium
Young scorcher trying to evolve like Charmeleon
Million, yeah nigga, just tryna get a million

Verse 2:

Yo, yo, yo, yo hit ’em high, hit ’em low
Leave ’em with no direction to go
Yo, yo, yo, yo hit ’em high, hit ’em low
Direct-less Indigos