[Hook: Alex Wiley]
Aight look ok
Aight look
Aight, Aight
Motherf*ckers tryna' dine
That's the struggle timeless
Everybody on their grind
But it don't define us
Tell 'em we on fire
Let me take you higher
We on fire
[Verse]
p*ssed off
No wonder everyone's p*ssed off
Whipping 'till I break my wrist off
Empty pockets make my di*k soft
I don't give no f*cks about them
Moved away I do not miss ya
Smoking my dope in the mountains
Tripping and sipping elixirs
Wizzle be spinning them scriptures
These n*ggas suck, like they play for the Sixers
If you don't know me like that, call me mister
Can't believe n*ggas tried to go against him
Now they like, "So sorry for the mixup" ayy
I think y'all should need to fixup
Driving for greatness my only addiction ayy
I think I see the whole picture ayy
Turn me up
Turn me up
[Hook]
Aight look ok
Aight look
Aight, Aight
Motherf*ckers tryna' dine
That's the struggle timeless
Everybody on their grind
But it don't define us
Tell 'em we on fire
Let me take you hire
We on fire