Lyrics:

[Chorus: Issa Gold]
Get up off your ass and go an get it
Even when a nigga winning I don't stop it til' it's finished nah
Nah, Fuck a little drive I never get it now we
Riding to the top sitting low, windows tinted heh

[Verse 1: Issa Gold]
Holy Alliance, we wreckin' causing riots
All my posse here the finest, in designer getting higher
The young messiah, what your heart desire
Used to buy now I supply whatever it is my soul require
Seeking higher like my notes Mariah
No denying knowledge is required to diminish fire
Bang my team, livin' fantasy, sippin' Hennessy my pedigree
Ain't no [enemy] could ever conquer me

[Chorus 2: Issa Gold]
It's the passion, the reefer bandit no one can stand it
I'm prancing I'm living lavish no mental damage
Savage, I'm wreaking havoc up through these classics
You slacking if you ain't slammin' to change your tactic

[Chorus: Issa Gold]

[Verse 2: Ak]
I think it I do it, to spread the light through my music
If soulless sleep, you hold the key to change your life don't be stupid
Come politic with some prophets constantly floatin' off ganja
Mami open, body golden she engulfed in my consciousness
Add a little gas cuz a nigga take off head spinning like Taz and
I took it too far
Tabs open all at the bar, she said 'Ak you a star'
Lock and load it rap Beethoven, chosen homie play your part
My locomotives roast em' catch me coastin' L.A. With the torch

[Chorus 1,2: Issa Gold]

It's the passion, the reefer bandit no one can stand it
I'm prancing I'm living lavish no mental damage
Savage, I'm wreaking havoc up through these classics
You slacking if you ain't slammin' to change your tactic
Get up off your ass and go an get it
Even when a nigga winning I don't stop it til it's finished nah nah
Fuck a little drive I never get it now we
Riding to the top sitting low, windows tinted heh
Get up off your ass and go an get it
I don't stop it til' it's finished nah nah
Fuck a little drive, never get it, settin' low windows tinted heh

[Verse 3: Issa Gold]
Came up from the bottom yeah you know I'm going hard
I done seen it all, game was lacking bars until we got involved
Please don't get me started on
these starlets talking bought they balling
But they rave retarded stop recording all your tracks is boring
Care to replace it, now the game slowly changing my niggas be
Patiently waiting for something fresh through the airwaves
Fuck the pastor, they cause disaster up through the masses
They taxing every last man up through their madness

[Chorus 1,2: Issa Gold]

[Outro: Ak]
Spit that soul hypnosis they overdosin', tell by their motion
[?] we rose up we squares on the ground with founds of Ronin
UA smoke the spot out, the venues can't tell me nada
My presence of holy prada, on Everest when blowin' sour uh