Verse 1:
(Chase Moore)
Now you can catch me in your local city cruising through in a tour bus/
With the vocals crispy in my musical performances/
And every bar is brutal and torturous/
A beast on the beats something like a human orchestra/
Hit me dude the saurus up they flocking and supporting us/
Oks putting work on the turf so much his jordan scuffed/
The first pick like the lottery draft/
Tryna develop my exposure like photography class/
Fuck floating dollars i stock it in stacks/
Took an oath of office and solemnly swear to honor my cash/
Flow, and its like monopoly on the fast road/
Imma threat its time to collect cuz i'm passed go/
And im from the other side of the atlas/
Gonna grind till my spinal fractured i need a chiropractor/
Y'all are played out like ecko fits/
You wanna know what chase bout? its some fresh coast shit/ so lets go bitch
Chorus/hook:
(Young Collage)
I work so hard to get to where i'm at now/
Went through a lot of things to develop this rap style/
So many situations, trials and tribulations/
Now's my time to make this, thing pop off i'm grindin
Where i'm at now/
Went through a lot of things to develop this rap style/
So many situations, trials and tribulations/
Now's my time to make this, thing pop off i'm grindin
Verse 2:
(The Saurus)
I'm sick of living in the mold i'm scraping for a little bit of gold/
Putting major work to make it to the middle of the road/
A fork in it but fortunately forfeiting ignored completely/
The force is with me be informed of it before you meet me/
I'm never stopping when the pressures rising/
Instead the option that i'm exercising is obviously extra grinding/
Step inside the lab/
The west never died but its only kept alive by a special kind of sav/
Muthafucka, and the standards that i've brought/
Have made actual life something to capitalize off/
This flash of the jack got me acting just like ok/
Till i'm snatching the mic that's when the massacre might stop/
Don't stop, id be happy to go further/
Chase moore got the beats and the bars and they both murder/
Co workers, we the cohesive unit/
Don't sleep we roll deep fresh coast be the movement/
Chorus/hook:
(Young Collage)
I work so hard to get to where i'm at now/
Went through a lot of things to develop this rap style/
So many situations, trials and tribulations/
Now's my time to make this, thing pop off i'm grindin
Where i'm at now/
Went through a lot of things to develop this rap style/
So many situations, trials and tribulations/
Now's my time to make this, thing pop off i'm grindin
Verse 3:
(Okwerdz)
The rap game is a jungle the shits true/
I'm grateful when i see them hands up at the venue/
But you don't wanna know all the stuff that i been through/
Seen some things now my hustle has doubled and tripled/
U really think the music life juggle is simple/
Every month coming up with them bucks when the rent due, the struggle continues/
And i don't give a fuck what offends you/
You just another chump on the menu i'm coming to get you/
Just trying to be a factor is all/
Came from nothing to something got a plaque on the wall/
But there's just one thing i don't think ill ever get/
How we supposed to bring the west back when we ain't never left/
And on some battle shit, ill put saurus against anyone/
That's some shit that id put a milli on i'm one in a million/
Especially when chase on the beat/
Got my jays on my feet and i'm taking my piece/ lets go!
Chorus/hook:
(Young Collage)
I work so hard to get to where i'm at now/
Went through a lot of things to develop this rap style/
So many situations, trials and tribulations/
Now's my time to make this, thing pop off i'm grindin
Where i'm at now/
Went through a lot of things to develop this rap style/
So many situations, trials and tribulations/
Now's my time to make this, thing pop off i'm grindin
