[Intro: Kev]
Holding out as I’m wandering infinity
Thinking bout’ what it is you tryna say to me
Hiding out as I watch the vision passing me
Figuring out where the hell it is I’m tryna be
Holding out as I’m wandering infinity
Thinking bout’ what it is you tryna say to me
Hiding out as I watch the vision passing me
Figuring out where the hell it is I’m tryna be
[Verse 1: A-Kash]
I’m in the basement tryna keep my work under the carpet
My mind my only sergeant
My grind my only option
North or south, my name come famous
My goal won’t go aimless
The income with the payment
You see our hits and frame em
End of the year you gone remember me (yuh yuh)
Move up the rank, I’m celebrity (yuh yuh)
Open my eyes got that clarity
The Vision’s meant for those thinking past infinity
[Verse 2: Lowrain]
I don’t know what imma say to you it’s a little hard for me to think
I just changed my point of view and it pushed me to the brink
That drank gave me some confidence that I didn’t have before
Just tryna vent that’s my intent but I opened up the door
I wish that I had more words that were at my disposal
I only know like two thirds of the people we call locals
I just got a prescription, and im hoping that it may
Help with an affliction, that just won't go away
I pay my rent and I play the game and I’m bumping my score
I have to squint to see my name but i'm always chasing more
I got that goal that ambition, yeah I’m changing up my mission
I’m still plagued with indecision, cuz i'm changing up the vision
[Interlude: Jeff Brohm]
Let me answer that question by asking you two questions
One, is this or is this not the xfl? Yes it is
Two. Do I or do I not have a pulse? Yes I do, lets play football
[Verse 3: Este]
Take it or leave it, don’t wanna keep it
Setting the record, we undefeated
Talk about vision, what about yours?
We on the rise and you on the floor
In the stu we cooking up real
Stu in the house that's a home cooked meal
Driving fast, twenty on the dash
Gotta slow down got gas in the bag
Glock in my pocket, little boy stop it
You and me know you got no guap in your pocket
Talk about me like bush in oh three
Oh one blow up watch the debris
Hit my line like a telegraph
Start slow bounce back like a rubberband
Beat slap like a back hand, left hand
Blow up we expand, all planned uh
FRM ten out of ten we eleven
I hear your last album, DAMN. light seven
Never forget it, the trend is cemented
My pen just embedded it, here comes the melody
[Verse 4: Moseley]
Yes im infinity
There ain't no way you can limit me, I'm in this industry
You know I'm finna be, a legend and they gon be putting me right next to
Jay and nipsey, em and biggie, pac and ye we
All got the legacy, of murdering everything that we see
When I started, brand new artist
Never thought I'd make a raw hit
But I admit it, I still felt it
It's just no fun when you call it
Say what I wanna say
Keep it all clean on the lyrics but hard on the bars
Paving an all new way, but still keep most of my cars parked in the garage
We don't reap or profit from this art and when the people buy it
Barely get a portion because the fee is so high they take all it
Remember we don't do this for ourselves this is only for you
So buy our songs and give us money, so we can go and cop some food
Sick on the beat like the black plague
I write all these bars for days
Record and press play
Upload to Sway, you're listening the very next day
Got it stuck in your head
Mk ultra, now do what I told ya
Thanks for tuning in, this is it
Welcome to the movement
[Outro: Kev]
Holding out as I’m wandering infinity
Thinking bout’ what it is you tryna say to me
Hiding out as I watch the vision passing me
Figuring out where the hell it is I’m tryna be
Holding out as I’m wandering infinity
Thinking bout’ what it is you tryna say to me
Hiding out as I watch the vision passing me
Figuring out where the hell it is I’m tryna be
