This song features saxophone and live bass from Tyler Marteli as well as a soul filled sax solo by Swayyvo Sax. Ktoven on the production. TUT with the lyrics. Angel Mae with the vocal assistance.[Verse 1: TUT]

I never went to Harvard but I got degrees to prove it

Thought I might fuck around and have a seizure on ya

And I ain’t fuckin around with no local bitches

She start running her mouth, she got the people on ya

My nigga Tiggy say we got the people watching

I say really man? Cause I ain’t even know

And y’all niggas be on twitter just people watching

And we be in the stu on the grind just being focused

I’m all about a dollar like an AriZona

My cousin Justin just got back from North Dakota

Now my ass gettin hot like a seat warmer

So much ammo - we don’t need armor, uh

Now I’m sitting here thinking about

What the fuck these niggas thinking about

You can sleep on a nigga if you want

He might just be the nigga you’ve been dreaming bout - oh yuh

[Hook: Angel Mae]

Do it like we’ve never ever seen it done

There’s no way that you could ever kill the flame

So hot it’s like we’re living on the sun

Living on the top of the world

Like we’ve never ever seen it done

There’s no way that you could ever kill the flame

So hot it’s like we’re living on the sun

[Verse 2: TUT]

I got this shit all figured out, like why these niggas so pissed off

I can’t be playing for them other dudes, tell ‘em watch your attitudes ‘fore I tell ‘em get lost

Feel the pride of these of hopes and dreams - purple lean so I sleep walk

It’s like these niggas all got pre-paid phones, cause all I’m hearing is cheap talk

I’m 22 with a lot of talent - a tight rope, still gotta learn balance

My mama called me a little prince so you know I gotta put her ass in a big palace

Flyer than Aladdin on a magic carpet, bullets flying in my city

Anyone’s a target, anyone can get it, got it? Cause we done talking

Bad bitch on the side like she parallel parking

Steal your bitch like cable - capable of destruction following instructions

Constructed to kill niggas, for real nigga

Your real niggas is bitch, walkin in heels nigga

X-ray vision to the bullshit, drumline nigga, he don’t even read music

Read these nuts - give a fuck about anything that a nigga got to say out the way

I know preachers needing Jesus - and I know I’m far from perfect

But I know I’ve got a purpose - what it is, I’m not for certain

Life is like a circus - but I ain’t trippin, I know I’m blessed

But if I ever make it to the grammies, I can finally tell my granny looking back I got no regrets

[Hook: Angel May & TUT]

Do it like we’ve never ever seen it done

There’s no way that you could ever kill the flame

So hot it’s like we’re living on the sun

Living on the top of the world

Like we’ve never ever seen it done

There’s no way that you could ever kill the flame

So hot it’s like we’re living on the sun

[Saxophone Solo: Swayyvo Sax]

[Hook]

Do it like we’ve never ever seen it done

There’s no way that you could ever kill the flame

So hot it’s like we’re living on the sun

Living on the top of the world

Like we’ve never ever seen it done

There’s no way that you could ever kill the flame

So hot it’s like we’re living on the sun