Old Style

[Verse 1: Zavian] There's no quitting me Never show no sympathy Perfect epitome of an epiphany You might need a dictionary when you listen I spit non fiction With exaggerated diction People like me come in limited edition It's Zavian, I'm ya new addiction And I got what you need like the pills in your prescription And I never use a pen but, I'm so nice with this transcription Uh, I get bent in the day During the night, get lifted We would have to be eye to eye Just to match these physics Niggas tryna max out while I'm passing the limit Women say I'm so passive Sex passive aggressive [Bridge] Women say I'm so passive Sex passive aggressive X4 [Verse 2: Fisher Kay] Let me drop a little something Let me spit a few bars Let me tell you about my days on the Fitchburg tar As life goes on, the shit gets more hard Share my experiences nigga, look at my scars And this shit is so dark No light at the end How you call yourself a rapper if you ain't tryna win? I been chewed up, and spit out Them niggas told me to get out Dissed by rappers who couldn't write what I shit out Always been this way but, this way is the shit now And if you ain't one of mine, shut up and sit down And if you're in opposition, you might as well quit now