Verse 1: Relic

Cool as the wind breeze
With the AC
Turned up with no room for increase
Forget if they hate me
I'm on some new shit lately
Fresh since the day my momma made me
Crème uh da crop
How many of us dream uh being on top
I got my eyes close
Layin' in the park
After dark
But, I don't reach for the stars
Cause I believe we already are!!
Fresh shoes, fresh shirt
Jesus piece you never seen
Cause I'm always first
No diamonds, no gold
Cause it's what you prefer
Not what it's worth
I'm priceless
Make the music feel timeless
It's my turn
I'm father time
And time flies by
When you're havin' fun
At the function
I'm Father time in the Skeye
So I'm fly
Bye!
This is more than music
This is a way of life