[Chrous]
Man, I'm so tired of you
Afraid to light up some trees
If you have nothing to do
Then bring the fire to me
(Get it going, I get it, I get it going
Get it going, I get it, I get it going)

[Verse]
Get it going, I get it, I get it going
Getting in my way leaves you peasants up in the void
You could be foiled, destroyed, and yet never know it
Soon as I step in the pen with mic and pen deployed, rrrrah
Yeah, bitch, pass me the doobie right here
And don't sass me, I do dislike that
Finna blast any fool that might test me
Or ask me a stupid type question
Like, "Rav, bruh, you finna sign?
You should focus your attention on the business side
Pop off and solidify, fuck all that criticizing
And set yourself fucking rich for life!"
Bruh, I don't wanna hear that
I just wanna smoke some dope, and then get back to
Recording more, exploring my mind's decor
And you can think whatever, that's just what I do it for I
Work 9-to-5, then I get high
Write and I rap just to get by
Still R-AV, ho, get it right
Ho, I'm still R-AV, bitch I'll never die
R-A-V