[Verse 1: Cayman Cline]
[Gift from Brad Hand?], say, what's up america?
Half of you should know me, right? Other half are replicas
Shout-out to my, my, oh wait, shout-out to that one dude
Oh wait, fuck that, ain't nobody helped my ass out on this jump through
Seems like they finally give a fuck when they see numbers climb
And most my family don't even believe that those numbers mine
Remember when I got like 350 huge record dropping
Now those tracks are sellin' so Cayman's makin' some record ([?])
Yeah, homie, check the repertoire
Jesus on my speed-dial, waitin' for that heavens call
This one's for the kids like me who never had a chance to ball
And bitch, I made it 'cause I never gave myself a chance to fall
Man, it's funny how this happened though
Thought I'd be a lawyer, now I'm stackin' off of rappin' shows
Guess it's in my blood to pack a venue bag and ravage hoes
So when you see my name, just know, I ain't some fucking average Joe

[Bridge: Ray Lewis & Cayman Cline]
Let me tell you something
If tomorrow wasn't promised, what would you give for today?
We get one opportunity at life
One chance at life to do whatever you gonna do
To lay your foundation, to make whatever mark you're gonna make
Whatever legacy you gonna leave; leave your legacy
And it's found through effort (Yo)
[Verse 2: Cayman Cline]
Yeah, I guess it's true that when they say that few will make it
And best believe in that category I found a placement
This was never for the money or the payment
This was simply for respect and a fuck you to those who hated
I've seen people come and go, that's the crazy part
And even my closest homies said, I ain't goin' very far
I've had many people tell me I should stop
But a little talk from these fuckers never made me wanna flop
Now it's two feet on the pedal
Goin' harder than I ever have, and still ain't never settled
Shots to homie Yonas, you may have never known this
But I used to repeat "Lost me" when I was goin' through bullshit
Every time I cut and thought about blowin' my skull in
I would turn that song to max and close that pill bottle I'd opened
And even though the pain inside my head was never spoken
You're the reason I am me and no longer the kid who's broken
So I thank you for reversing my frown
And picking me up off the dirt when I was layin' on the ground
The reason that the clock inside my head had been rewound and the motivation you gave me to put on this fucking crown