Balaclava trend feeling great, 'cause I hate my face anyways
Now I hit the bank looking shiesty, got the razor-blade (no violence!)
Poking out my pockets to the safe, tryna break away, h@mpton. fuck the game up on a day to day
Yeah, swerving in and out of fashion trends
They said camo ugly, guess who's rocking it again
Got the baggy jeans, still don't care bout trends
We don't shake hands, me, my friends just swapping all our stems
Lay a verse and bump it quick, on to J and then the rest
Making money on the fence then we split the dividends

I ain't put in 10,000 hours but I was born for this shit
So it's more like sixteen years 'cause I been storing it since
I got mortgage and rent, soon college debt
And I'm putting in work like that's all that there is
I ain't making more than a cent, no ten percent
I'm finally performing, they ignoring the set
Put more on my set, me and Joe working the hits
Tryna make it out this place before it cements
You been a bitch, no surprise you still a bitch
Do people even change? I ain't seen it yet
Pockets getting full, gotta go a size up
Hopping on a trend right before it dries up
I might be on point, but I'm no rider
'Cause when you ride trends, boy your train ride's up
At the sight of a new thing, bigger and better
You can't get over shit when you on one side of the matter
And you owned your side like no matter the matter
So now when it matters, the labels ain't chitting and chatting
You got a couple of fans but they ain't listen or rapping it
They just like that one thing that you did on accident

Balaclava trend feeling great, 'cause I hate my face anyways
Now I hit the bank lookin' shiesty, got the razor-blade (no violence!)
Poking out my pockets to the safe, tryna break away, h@mpton. fuck the game up on a day to day
Yeah, swerving in and out of fashion trends
They said camo ugly, guess who's rocking it again
Got the baggy jeans, still don't care bout trends
We don't shake hands, me, my friends just swapping all our stems