Verse One (Funky DL)
(Yeah, yo’), best to ever do it, no wonder I’m about to kill this
and make it my business to make it your business,
yo’ they say dope Rappers are in shortages,
but they ignoring us,
but we ain’t really trying to hear from these Tortoises,
it ain’t hard to keep you hooked like choruses,
I do my thing and switch it up, metamorphosis,
so I don’t take no bull, where my Taurus’s?
I’m trying to get my name bigger than enormous is,
peace to everybody out there supporting this,
but I ain’t that troubled if you don’t,
suppliers just doubled up my quote,
I’m getting paid from a tonne of old rope,
wanna’ learn from me? You better take those notes,
I’m a Burgundy; I straight quench those throats,
now you heard of me, it’s absurdity,
I am certainly and for eternity,
gonna’ keep myself plugged to the circuitry,
so no need for me to join a fraternity,
universally, they familiar from afar, or they personally
could be singing my praises, or they the cursing me,
I don’t care which degree, university,
it ain’t fair when you see me commercially,
Oh no! D came up on the scene, now he won’t go,
with his black and white Wash Classics logo
and the boy just flow like Orinoco, whoa! Come again,
so heavy, bound to make you wanna run again,
got a style, older crowd feels young again,
oops there they go falling in love again,
and I can promise you that like a covenant.

Chorus (Stee Moglie)
With all my strength and all my soul,
oh, oh, I won’t let you down,
no, won’t ever, won’t ever let you down,
I won’t break it; no I won’t break it,
the promise, ooh,
the promise that I made to you and I.

Verse Two (Funky DL)
(Yo’), these the best days, independent artist it be the best way,
it’s a lot of hard work, but people press play
and from all around the world then D will get paid
and the money goes back for beats to get made,
never do it for the fame, or the need to get laid,
so you better think twice, your team can get slayed,
now you silent, probably be the best way,
on an island, under the trees, the best shade,
no pilot bringing you back,
so just stay outta’ my way, something like a hurricane,
cos’ back in the day when I was a teenager
an A&R man bought me a little pager,
so I could go studio and drop a little flava’
and never stop doing it to this very day,
I don’t play, cos’ this ain’t a game,
they say I don’t get the props I deserve,
but that’s really okay, I’m ahead of the curve
and I could have been them, but instead I preferred to just be me
and I give you my word that I’m more concerned
with giving everyone something really superb,
and I go back in the studio and return with a classic,
they say D go hard, if it wasn’t this way there would be no bars,
if it wasn’t that way, there would be no scars,
yo’ and the boy just flow like Orinoco, whoa! Come again,
so heavy bound to make you wanna run again,
got a style older crowd feels young again,
oops there they go falling in love again
and I can promise you again with a covenant.

Chorus x2 (Stee Moglie)