This is an exercise in over zealousness, ‘cause I been waiting to get on like the Jefferson’s
I’m moving up yeah, just like an elevator. You broke jokers standin’ still like Metro escalators.
I’m yellin’, “eff the haters!” They throwin’ salt like waiters
And they be tryna watch me close like investigators.
They on their Blue’s Clues, while I’m on Protools
They on their Vince Vaughn, but that is Old School
They say they’re paper chasin’, well that is old news
That sets you up for failure, that means you gon’ lose
So I refuse to be mentioned in the sentence with them kids that don’t listen they don’t be about their business
I assume the position for these kids to pay attention to the move they be missin' they don't know about the world
Got ‘em callin earl, straight talk no chase
And that shit you talkin’ is oh so laced
It’s cynide based don’t drink the kool-aid
Eventually you’ll see what will get you paid
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