[Verse 1: 7xvethegenius & Che Noir]
I raise bars in hell, vintage Coco Chanel
I'd rather be judged, twelve, tell 'em I'll never tell
Had to get it regardless, ain't starving, they in a cell (Yeah)
Heart dearly departed (Uh), I wish 'em well
[Verse 2: Che Noir & 7xvethegenius]
I don't wish 'em well 'cause the way y'all rap, I just wish you fell
I give 'em hell then start tossin' they bodies down wishin' wells
I don't give a fuck if none of my albums didn't sell
I stashed at least 60K in my safe in case the vision fail (Ah)
[Verse 3: 7xvethegenius]
And just did a sale for like so much weight, needed fishin' scales
I'm fuckin' up the game while these bitches all kiss and tell
When I was tryna catch a lane, they was burnin' and passin' L's
So yeah, the time has finally came, sis, bag up and match the smell
[Verse 4: Che Noir & 7xvethegenius]
Mama made me to piss 'em off, since my birth, they been mad as hell
So shittin' on these bitches is somethin' I master well
Opened a barbershop in my spare time, it was needed
To help you hatin' niggas with hair lines recedin'
Experience life with reason, that's a rich dad rule
My city just gave me hope, so now I give back jewels
Couldn't walk a mile in my kicks, I'm wearin' mix-match shoes
Could give you niggas headshots inside a pitch-black room (Uh)
[Verse 5: 7xvethegenius & Che Noir]
Like click, clack, boom, you fall three but get back two
I'm on your front porch like guess you didn't get that news
It's by any means necessary, gel tattoos
How the fuck I ain't legendary? There's that fool
Bitch, look what I amounted, meetings with accountants
Translatin' different currencies, I hardly could pronounce it
And obviously it ain't all there if I don't announce it (Yeah)
'Cause I don't see it all here clear until I count it
[Verse 6: Che Noir & 7xvethegenius]
And we don't count it as a kill 'til he buried on side a mountain
My season for payback, I'ma stare at you while you count it
My heart was on my sleeve and I'm wearin' it every outfit
When it's weight on my shoulders, I carry it by the ounces (Uh)
[Verse 7: 7xvethegenius & Che Noir]
Pound for pound, two-hand clap
Don't mean applause to go round for round
After the crowns run to the chapel and lost and found
Clowns in the crowds
Queens don't look back and it's seldomly down
But let's talk ground, off with they head (Uh-huh, yeah)
[Verse 8: Che Noir]
I go pound for pound, industry givin' crowns to clowns
Mile for mile, road to the richest town in town
What's the cost to smile? Stand from your seat when you see bosses 'round
The lost and found, finding y'all bodies that I put chalk around
