Don't Go

[Verse 1] We're here to stay with no delay until you're rising You're here to play with weak rhymes, on the sideline crying All you do is talk, running your gap like "I'm trying I'mma blow this summer, watch, have y'all all on my jock" While you waiting to blow, see you at the show With your hands up, reciting my flow in the front row You seem shocked, I'm moving merch and don't work Bills paid and I ain't signed a goddamn thing Except my name on your CD, your brother wants to be me While you waiting for a deal, it's a goddamn shame See, I sign this for chicks' birthday gifts And you just wish somebody picks up your shit by accident [Przm] Told ya y'all, man We ain't going nowhere, dawg We just getting started As a matter of fact, yo Ill You got another verse to spit Drop it [Verse 2] I know you're wondering, "Hmm, where they come from Like what they got that I don't got What they rock that I can't rock?" A whole damn lot, for one we our glide own course Birth out own ideas and you're waiting for the stork To deliver you miracle Your flow's abysmal, freestyle's terrible Voice is annoying, writtens hysterical We got the non-factor Never yielding, as far as building, i'm the contractor Here from start to finish, you're wishing that we stopped But y'all gone get smitten, we're weightless this year, watch In your face every quarter with something new and massive Reffing the game, making your crew go home and practice Y'all dust to dust, ashes to ashes Anything we touch, it's a must that you cop it I bust like bad airbags in car crashes You can trust it's fresh, you it's Przm and Illogic [Verse 3] It's our time, the sun has set on your parade You want to dispute what I'm saying but look afraid You don't have the balls, because you know that it's true To get to where we're going this is what you do First you gather up your crew and-