[Verse One: Clip] Y'all niggas don't matter, you're really unimportant Finna hit it, get it stacked up, you already support it Spitting flow so sick that my vision get distorted Slow it down for you niggas, can't afford to miss a moment Fast-forward mass euphoria Get it from my story, yeah Me and Stunna met before we thought the fame in store for us Threw a couple lines down, thought it was stupid Wrote it for my nigga, wasn't really into music That was three years ago, now this is what I'm doing Diving in the game, feeling like I'm parachuting Ima win it all, I ain't really into losing All I'm losing is my mind, isn't like I ever use it Ima bring it hard, industry will get bruises I'm a hard choice but a nigga finna choose it My friends and I a package deal All this time and I haven't still made any
[Verse Two: P-Stunna] Signed a contract with Paper Stunnas in 11 Since then in the studio, that's heaven Cause I'm with my brother, and Nameless making cash Rollin with no other cause new niggas'll get in your ass That's why I been in the same studio This humid cubicle Since I was rockin skinnies and bumpin Snoop D-O Fucking unruly hoes Paper Stunnas never disappoint From emotional tracks to the hottest joints That's why I be with the illest team In the industry No one as ill as we Packin delivery Rollin with the same niggas since the beginning I swear to Jah the only new people I meet is the women