[Intro: Jay NiCE]
It's Duke Fly Talker (East side, east side, east side, east side, east side, east side, east side)
Spark the spirits
Well, I've been going on this year, man, it's been pretty wild
Came through to drop a quick jewel on you real quick
Uh, ayo
[Verse 1: Jay NiCE]
In a world full of Winthorpes and Billy Rays
I wouldn't trade places with anybody, I'm really paid
An Album Called Classic hit a million plays yesterday
I'm feeling great, I'm building a brilliant base to kill the game
But the game ain't the same, things done changed
Biggie Smalls was a prophеt, niggas lost and the object is just dumb fame
Thе mystery is gone, no love for history
Trickery was born, it really ain't no honest victories no more
COVID killed the possibilities of tours
It's a shame for the fans, all these new artists they won't get to see perform
Wearing masks is the norm and everybody wanna be Mach
I'm back with the storm, I'm finna reign off of these drops
The black ZZ Top the way he rock
Beat the block with the underhanded lay to the rim, that 23 shot
It's Flair Jordan, so you won't catch me in no Reeboks
I'm at the weed spot, blowing steam like a teapot, dawg
[Chorus: Jay NiCE]
It's grind over chatter and mind over matter
Our brains slowing down as the time going faster
Every day a new tragedy, the pain won't numb
I keep cooking like Sam 'cause the change gon' come
I said it's grind over chatter and mind over matter
Our brains slowing down as the time going faster
Every day a new tragedy, the pain won't numb
I keep cooking like Sam 'cause the change gon' come
[Verse 2: Jay NiCE]
Man, the game so dumbed down, they just aim those guns
So much rain it start to feel like it ain't no sun
I still call my dawg son 'cause he shine like one
Shedding tears in the dark until the limelight come
I'm tryna figure shit out, but it ain't clear, it's plain weird
Man, how we lose Kobe and gain COVID in the same year?
I'm stressed, seein' grays in my beard
Thoughts in my brain scared that one day I'ma go crazy and let that flame air
That's why you niggas rarely see me on the local scene
A lot of y'all is brainwashed, we don't have the same goals or dreams
On social media all day, just posting memes
It seems like the people screaming the most that they woke be sleep
I'm only having convos with my folks and team
Compare the streams, we ain't in the same boat, you see?
I'm floating over the peanut gallery to a higher salary
The flyest in the entire galaxy, 'cause
[Chorus: Jay NiCE & Eto]
It's grind over chatter and mind over matter
Our brains slowing down as the time going faster
Every day a new tragedy, the pain won't numb
I keep cooking like Sam 'cause the change gon' come
I said it's grind over chatter and mind over matter
Our brains slowing down as the time going faster
Every day a new tragedy, the pain won't numb
I keep cooking like Sam 'cause the change gon' come (Yo)
[Verse 3: Eto]
The Dutch'd make me more of a man
'TiIl the men around me understands me more, that's a chore and it stands
You get the upstate bus, your coroner van
Ride or die, just leave me my portion of grams
All I needed was some sleep on the side and a big pie
Tell them niggas we on the rise and they can't hide
If he took a seat in my ride, he stayed live
I could count on four fingers, one will never make five
Yeah, huh, as cautious as I am
They never thought of runnin' in the apartments that I ran
See, I got 'em out of it, y'all was in a jam
Now the more that I understand, my young men'll become men
And don't be a dick sucker
When I was out in the streets eating, I missed supper
Yeah, it got colder in Jan
The upstate bus or the coroner van, ride or die
