All Star Weekend

[Verse 1: Rawlin$] Man I'm feeling like it's time to commit I hit the peak of my season and then decided to quit Without a half-decent reason I made a split from the scene Then started stacking my green up, Phil Knight's been signing my check I'm getting back to the best, I'm getting back to the roots Hope that Jimmy get a listen have me rapping with Roots I hope the country get a listen of these raps with my crew B. Rawl and Knapp on the news just two dudes from Jax that be cooling And making tracks on the move My homies move 'cross the nation with massive packages too But the package Jamaican no need to pass shit by you The squad is running shit now We took the game out of commission bitch we shutting it down Might as well throw in your towel, you can give it your all But there won't ever be a game where I'm dropping the ball You'll be sitting there forever hoping one day she'll call And she'll be sitting there forever hoping one day I'll call It's Breezy [Jay Knapp] ...but we know better than that Suggestions and requests bet we sending 'em back When I step up to battle I bring a pen and a pad [Rawlin$] And it ain't a question we snapping that's why I'm guessing they mad [Jay Knapp] They get offended we laugh, cause it ain't nothing to us [Rawlins$] Me and Knapp been spitting raps since the back of the bus Cracking up practicing new shit causing a ruckus But man the women they love it it seems they can't get enough [Jay Knapp] You can't handle your tracks and man your management sucks We listen and laugh it's time to pass it to us Deliberate, passionate I'll deliver the package I paint the vividest pictures I brought a canvas and brush [Rawlins$ & Jay Knapp] I've had it up to here with all these rappers—enough We just snatch 'em up and stuff 'em in the back of the trunk Drop a match in the engine and then we gassing it up We came back to burn rap into ashes and dust [Verse 2: Jay Knapp] I just woke up from a dream: eight weeks in the tropics Whole team on the beach: if they need it they got it The way that I been working they believe in the process So play a beat get it popping I'll take the peak and the top Made a feast of impostors, plate 'em, eat 'em and drop 'em Take the streets and the block, it's Jay leading the squad But I stay seated in shotty, eight deep in the 'Mada I'm the icing on the cake the straight cream of the crop Tie a brick to the track and have it swimming with the fishes Breezy hit the scene and all the women went ballistic Ball point pens making y'all boys men When I raise my voice that's when y'all's noise ends Put a stop to the talking, nod if you ain't I got a lot to deposit I'm making stops at the bank What I drop is the hottest, yes every drop of it's flame I said goodbye to the bottom I'm at the top of my game It's Jay And the squad is the same