[Intro: J Coyn Drive]
Ayo, Payden!
Uh
Yeah
Check me out!
Yeah
[Verse 1: J Coyn Drive]
I think life really just a game in disguise
My soul’s tired from the nights always wondering why
I gotta have my hands tied and live with that state of mind
I was dealing with it all the time, now I think I'm down to ride
I know they ain’t playing cuz they ain’t that wise
Me and my brother we in here to rise
We got through the struggles we crossing the line
Finished with lying, no this is our time
Check me out, with the way that I flow
Showing em what I’m about, they don’t еven know
Taking our own route, that they won’t nеver go
This a Late Knight Drive on the down low (Ayo, look!)
I remember wishing I could make it out the door
A reason for living, I was waiting for it
No way I coulda done it cause I always been a pro
Peaking like a summit every time I hit the road
I was tryna go fast, but I let the time pass
Might another 3 stacks, I been feeling like an outcast
I was going down paths, wasn’t on the right track
Shouldn’t of been about that
I been down and out and I done been through the drought
But at least I didn’t drown from the negative word of mouth
Everybody wildin’ out, ain’t nobody keeping count of
The amount of times stunted from people who always doubt man
I’ma keep it real, ain’t no reason to conceal
All the trouble and bad vibes they try to make us feel in life
Tell me what it’s like
Lot of people got it handed to em like they got training wheels on a bike
Man I had a lot of troubles growing up it was a fight
Now I turn it into passion every time I hit the mic
Because I’m built for something greater and I know I’m not the type
To back down on my dreams, so you better get it right
Turn my pain into passion, I’ve already passed em
Everything I’m doing now is just a call to action
People wanna ask, will I make it off rapping?
Hit em with a Macbook, I ain't being passive
Picturing the vision, I been painting all the canvases
Ready for the future right now, cause the plan’s lit
Me and my brother we going higher than where a planet is
Shooting for the stars, '05 till the end of it
[Verse 2: Payden McKnight]
'05, yuh, uh
'05, Fuschia
Yuh, yuh, listen
Schia
We be the youngest in the game, but we still spit truth
Leavin opps in the flame, chip em up like a tooth
We going all in, no bluff, yo, what's up? (Schia)
We be notorious, ya heard of us?
Only 18, but my mind is older
Tryna dust off my shoes, cause my kicks are bolder
We going harder than Graveler, yeah, my bars are like boulders
Cause they trap you, and they keep your mind blown like folders (aye!)
I keep it a milli like Bobby
Racking these points up when I'm in the lobby (aye!)
I keep it a milli like Wayne
I swim for the cash, I feel like Cobain (Bang, bang!)
Inflicting that damage with reckoning pain
Swirling my clout like a candy cane
Don't try to get caught up in my refrain
You look like my burger order, cause you plain
My choppa sing like It's Abel, treat you like I'm Cain
Singing like Gene in the Rain
I'm on TV with the cable, don't shake up my lane
They remove me, but I still got game
I got the green on the table, this effortless wage
From all of these raps that I make (Ye)
I pop the bean, this no fable, just kidding, I'm straight
Capping for fun is a trait
Check my style, check, check me out
I run wild to tell em what we about
We don't take L's, we're only sitting on thrones
We are two Ws from the two O's (Oregon, Oklahoma)
We gon claim the underground, then we finna go
Cause you know we leave our opps on indigo
Check my style, check me out bro
Fuschia and Coyn finna hit the road
[Verse 3: J Coyn Drive & Payden McKnight]
Yeah, see us going wild, drive em nuts like a cashew (Skrrrr, bah!)
And the others looking at us like, who are you (Wait!)
Who are we? Everything we wanna be
Working everyday getting em ready for what they gonna see
So cut it out with the attitude
I’m on a whole nother altitude
They giving money like gratuity
I would die for my roots, and these bars are my eulogy
Ingenuity, way I spit it so fluently
I’m fluent in English and bars, call it barlingual
We cruisin, we speeding to Mars, flockin like seagulls
Influencing people so far they moppin like the Beatles
Intuition being hard, but we rockin like the Eagles
But I ain’t gonna fly away, I’m soaring on for something more
Better opportunities we moving onto open doors
I stay lowkey, but I feel like Thor
Fuschia, Coyn, Island Gang, 2024
