[Verse 1: Abstract]
What it like, what it like?
How it feel now?
Play the front position, used to keep us in the background
Came up out that small town, who thought I'd be here now
Knew it'd take us ages, rent and space is playing half the crowd
Running through the internet like Star [?] created me
No strings homie, free as I think free will ever be
Funny that they call them bars, I ain't trying to build a cage
Artists get so stuck in styles, fall off when they break away
Their will: sterile, style's Will Ferrell
Stuck inside a rope
Rap his eyes out, I'm on the ice now, I'm hittin' gold
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe, catch a beat and let it flow
Line up every pessimist you know, fuck 'em, let 'em go
'Cause I got people who said I'd be nothing, and they nothing now
Shout out to the real ones who hold me down
Dealing dope shit, my lines are potent, you know this
Summer's 'bout to pop, I been plottin' on my moment
But it's about the journey, I ain't worried 'bout time
I got nothing on my wrist, meaning I just know it's mine
I been on my grind, fuck a 9 to 5, I ain't about it
I been in my lane, if you in my way you best get out it

[Hook: Abstract & Tray Jack]
It ain't gon' change overnight
We won't see fame overnight
I ain't gon' wait 'till the lights
I'm working 'till they ignite (woo!)
We ain't gon' blow overnight
We really work for the hype (for real)
No, we won't blow overnight
But I don't mind, it's alright
[Verse 2: Tray Jack]
Look!
Me ain't 'fraid of heights, kid, I'm changin' flights
We the only ones left, we gotta make a right
Bright future wouldn't change elect
And I'm with my team, makin' plans tonight
Goin' good to change the night
I used to think about it way before I did it
I worked on it, did it quarterback to Clint Trickett
Shows, man, they feelin', I just did 'em for a difference
I run these tracks like [?], I don't really think they get it
Look, but on this life I'm goin' Kobe on this tracks
Thankful for all the planes, but workin' to gain the plex
My life got crazy, want your silhouettes
And once you on the road, they gon' trip you like your Shaq
Look, and nothin's worth the satisfaction of distractions
I give it no reaction, [?], I'm 'bout that action
Look, these cats fake and they quell noise they [?]
With rings like the Celtics on a roll, they can't help 'em
Goin' for Granish takes patience, I'm young [?]
We 'bout to takin', I'm [?] that hard love and hatin'
Even when you work overnight
That check don't come overnight
Takes time, know I'm right

[Hook: Abstract & Tray Jack]
It ain't gon' change overnight
We won't see fame overnight
I ain't gon' wait 'till the lights
I'm working (one) 'till (two) they (three) ignite (woo!)
We ain't gon' blow overnight
We really work for the hype
No, we won't blow overnight
But I don't mind, it's alright