Yo, listen homie, listen homie, listen homie Listen homie, this the mission, make sure we no longer up in the kitchen on some frat bologna Government cheese, paper plates, white rice, covered with beans, tortilla on the side Listen homie, this the mission, make sure the lights work when we switching by the water, lukewarm Not a wordsmith, kabook tore, right hooks for, hey Abrams, over loose score Listen homie, this the mission, from back, back in the kitchen Mom and daddy, penny pinchin' car, need a new ignition and brake pads in the back Back by any means a motherfucker, get it? See me when you dream of glory and grandeur, better get your answers before they get stoppers The glove greased nicely for the palm of your handler, sleepin' in the moment, inflictin' big poppers Sweet macander, but mind your manners, new world, old money, the dope got antlers Too cold a stander, brown in answer, don't grow, don't show Too cold, castancer, too cold, castancer, too cold, castancer Don't grow, don't show Too cold, castancer, co-co-castancer Too cold, castancer, too cold New world, old money New world, old money New world, new Wei Too cold, castancer, too cold New world, old money New world, old money New world, new Wei Too cold, castancer, too cold New world, new Wei Too cold, castancer, too cold New world, new Wei New world, new Wei Let me get lost in my headspace Queens hit the king to the board, dealing checkmate Cloth is a best mate, cut from the cuff link Off of the coffin, love if they cuff me Let me get my head back, pulling out the weave If they shooting heads, then protect the legacy We ain't never sleep, we been working here for weeks Weeks turn to months, months to years I see the inner moon But amongst your fear, I see flight on a reflex Red eye, high in the sky, where the chief next? Teach a pilot how to fly a yacht, getting sea legs Round the world, if you got the guac, yelling sea check Millions of people, billions of dollars in wealth Fell asleep at the wheel, then in the car, drive yourself Spiteful cycles, all bad for the common wealth Now we know how grandmama fell Speak with candor, remind your manners New world, old money, the dope got antlers Too cold to stand her, rounding answers So don't grow, don't show, too cold New world, old money