[Verse 1: Creative Gold]
Good morning, welcome to heartbreak
Welcome to the shit my last mixtape end with
Anticipation, I'm here to deliver
No competition, I'm a motherfucking killer
Never put a woman first
Money over everything
Wait I take it back
I put God above that
Show love to the haters
Make a hater more mad
I kick it like Wale
These niggas is Jarett Jack
To the max, how I ball
Laid back, I never fall
Made a lot of mistakes
Still I remember them all
I will never repeat it
Like a undefeated season
Plus I would never decline
Like LeBron leaving Cleveland
Advance my shit
I attract these hoes
I'm the reason baby stripping
Tryna work my pole
I just open her gates
I don't never pay a toll
& I just skip to the bridge
When her verses getting old, who you know like me

[Verse 2: Murph Watkins]
Good morning, handle your nightmares
Finish and get rid of all these rappers
I'm nice yeah
Illest alive, keep my village supplied
I don't wear shit fake
This legitimate fly
I'm a militant nigga
Don't get it twisted with I
If you illiterate nigga
And you can spit it reply
This is real as it gets
If it is fiction I die
But the kid still alive
So you niggas can cry
So enough of the criticism
You critics can sigh
Shit is getting ridiculous
It is pissing off I
Everybody just pick you up
You a pistol in rye
Ain't no justice in america
This shit is a lie
Don't you mimic a lie
I am tired of bull
I inspired the meek
To inspire the room
Yeah I rap to the world
Not the fly and the cool
So enough of the flexing
Let me ask you a question
Who you know like Murph?