[Intro: Radamiz]
Brasstracks, what’s poppin!

[Verse 1: Radamiz]
Chase happiness, not a dollar
If you happen to get rich along the way, Congratulations Synonyms of Strength
Free everyone that’s still locked up
In their minds, in their pasts and other people’s expectations
Rhyme luxurious, furious, ostentatious
I stepped into the club radiant, with no bracelets
It’s 2020, how you still a racist? We identical
I seen rent kill more rap dreams than the radio
Weave the bright, short-lived moments close like a seamstress
Disregard the other 23 like you ain’t seen stress
Looked at my reflection, see no neglect, see no defect
Looked into my future, I see genius, I see Jesus
I am inside-out fitted cap Jigga and ya’ll Jigglypuffs
The jig is up
NCINC a classic album, no riddle
They compare me to GOAT’s and I still ain’t did enough
If I’m not the best rapper, I’m the best at never giving up
My friend turned $500,000 down on some cool shit
Gentrifiers visiting my street like a school trip
Say you want the album, when it comes out, hope you prove it
Jail time turned my Blood homie to Confucius
You can’t be the man, you don’t spend time with your fam
Fortune teller saw the world within my hands
Back when all I had was some Goya out the can
Back when I had more procrastination than the plan, damn
[Chorus: Radamiz]
Damn, damn
I ain’t needin’ any more friends, aye
I been out reppin’ my ends, yo
Real shit, never pretend, no
Damn, damn
Life short, gotta get paid, aye
East coast repper all day, aye
Touch down, come my way-ay-ay, damn

[Verse 2: KOTA The Friend]
I pull up in my hood like I never left
Steppin’ on Myrtle with a broad view and better sense
Feel like I am one with the elements
Swear I do it all
For the benefit of y'all, and my family involved
And my son, when I tell you he a star, he a star
Extra large, you can see him from afar, yeah
Dubbin’ phone calls just for us time
I can disappoint the whole world
But if little Kota proud of me, I promise I’ll be just fine
We be eatin’ penne alla vodka just for lunchtime
Never see me bitter over sleepy n***as
Fame best in moderation
I don’t need your recognition, I control the conversation
I embody Nipsey Hussle, ya’ll don’t really got the patience
I am hella sensitive of my creation
Money isn’t everything
Focused on the better things
She don’t really love you if she dub you cause you told her that you can’t afford a wedding ring
Everywhere I show love
Young Kota grown up
If I told my son that I’ma show up, I’ma show up
And sho nuff, I be at the door ‘round 3
Twist the keys and we mackin’ till the baby boy sleep, that’s me
[Chorus 2: Radamiz]
Damn, damn
I ain’t needin’ any more friends, aye
I been out reppin’ my ends, yo
Real shit, never pretend, no
Damn, damn
Life short, gotta get paid, aye
East coast repper all day, aye
Touch down, come my way-ay-ay, damn
Damn
I ain’t needin’ any more friends, aye
I been out reppin’ my ends, yo
Real shit, never pretend
Damn
Damn, those my brothers, not friends, no
I ain’t never follow no trend, no
I ain’t never follow no trend, no
Damn

[Outro: Radamiz]
I feel like Usher Raymond