[Intro: A-Reece]
Hello?
Can you hear me?

[Verse 1: A-Reece]
It's funny how they were sleeping on me when I had a dream
Especially them n***as in the hood who thought I'd never leave
And take the city 'cross the seven seas
But they know the boy doper than that shit they sold in Medellin
Put that on everything
I feel like Bill Russell wearing every ring, yeah
I wouldn't say it if I didn't mean it
Fuck it, I ain't gotta say it, you can tell by my demeanour, let's go
They will nеver understand me
Thеy don't stand for anything, honestly, if you ask me, uh
Your whole career is based on tryna surpass me
Factually, they will do anything to get at me, so
I'm in the studio cookin' another classic
Whatever they cookin' got me feelin' like Gordon Ramsay, uh
The hard work means nothing without the passion, uh
All that talkin' means nothing without the action, yeah
Most of y'all are just collateral damage, yeah
My records don't come with a dance challenge
But the flow doing the tango, I should've wrote this in Spanish, uh
Outlandish, this is a high standard, uh
[Chorus: A-Reece & Jay Jody]
Yeah
They'll never say it to my face but I'm the n***a that they hate, yeah
I tell 'em Heaven can wait, I still got paper to make
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, oh
I tell 'em Heaven can wait, I still got paper to make
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, yeah
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, ooh (Hey, yeah)

[Verse 2: Jay Jody]
Double up on Ws
Only smoke up on some Ls, n***a, nothin' new (Yeah)
Case dismissed, I got nothin' to prove
Hella demons on defence, I'm runnin' through (Yeah)
Demigod, I'm far apart from the floor
Star from the start, I'm hella fly, what's buggin' you?
Told y'all from the start you'd never starve
Had n***as' backs, but now these dudes is really frontin' too
Small circle, a pyramid scheme, pick a shape
I bet you know how we charge n***as, so pick a date
Bank breakin', bread breakin', rest in the safe
All these false predictions, but I leave it to fate
I'm accumulating some new haters, uh
Tryna cover ground, but there's too many acres, yeah
But we move nonetheless
And we drop MoFaya like Sbu with some new flavours, yeah
[Chorus: A-Reece]
Yeah
They'll never say it to my face but I'm the n***a that they hate, yeah (Looking cleaner than a radio edit in this motherfucker, I'm feeling good, boo)
I tell 'em Heaven can wait, I still got paper to make
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, oh
I tell 'em Heaven can wait, I still got paper to make
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, yeah
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, ooh, yeah

[Outro: A-Reece]
Yeah
They'll never say it to my face but I'm the n***a that they hate, yeah
I tell 'em Heaven can wait, I still got paper to make
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, oh
I tell 'em Heaven can wait, I still got paper to make
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, aye, yeah