Produced by: DJ Kidd

Recorded by: 瑞

Mixed/Mastered by: 郭子翊/瑞

Yeah

All my soldiers smokin‘ good, Hollywood, Rollin’ down the hood

1912 where every homies hooked, wish ya *****es would

With my barber down the corner shop, them Porsches off the lot

Screamin’ **** ‘em other side and NKCity to the top

Okay, let’s go

Man I been stayin’ on the low just to get in my zone

12 hours in a row

Pushin’ pen and papers

Fantasizin’ bout turnin’ water into wine, into Coke

Think I’m gettin’ up close, the way that they sharin’ posts

I’m aware of new faces who steppin’ too close

I can’t tell if they friendly or foes

Funny how I used to have feud in my momma house

Like “Son, you don’t know what the stakes about”

I told her just have lil more faith in the boy

As he’s stayin’ on the chase on his paper route

I could take ‘em out

Everything comes full circle, see if I take ‘em down

I was takin’ a lead now is bigger than me

When I paint this picture in my mind, yeah

All my soldiers smokin‘ good, Hollywood, Rollin’ down the hood

1912 where every homies hooked, wish ya *****es would

With my barber down the corner shop, them Porsches off the lot

Screamin’ **** ‘em other side and NKCity to the top

I wanted all my soldiers shine bright, just shine bright

Was ‘bout to get it with my mind right, my rhyme tight

Just took a quarter off this limelight, under the night sky

I checked my wrist and see ‘em fireflies, them fireflies, fireflies, yeah

Ugh, back it up, back it up

My city up, city stuck

You know how it goes, keepin’ it tucked

Antetokounmpo, keep it a buck

Ten toes down, keep my foot on the clutches

Stepper **** down in my pedigree

Through the family tree like what my pop told me

Now I gotta go make our own legacy, let’s get it, *****

Look, over the top we in Big G Studio

Hearin’ J sir next room recordin’

Pour up more shots, Don Julio

Decorate my neck with some new ornaments

Down the streets got different kinda sources

I keep on duck-in’ the **** like it’s Oregon

025 Vision ain’t no distortion, I wanted all my homies-

I wanted all my soldiers shine bright, just shine bright

Was ‘bout to get it with my mind right, my rhyme tight

Just took a quarter off this limelight, under the night sky

I checked my wrist and see ‘em fireflies, them fireflies, fireflies, yeah