LYRICS:

(Mitch)
The bars im spitting the vision is something no division, got all this ice on my wrist and im talking arctic fishin, the days i sit in class and i am just reminiscing, about my life and how i wouldnt change the fuckin seasons

my moms told get the money and she proud, im just tryna perform for these sold out crowds, msg, staples center or the sprint in kc, i want the green im really mean these fuckin bars no xanny please. dont take the fucking drugs even if its me thats offering, catch me at the park and i aint talkin no nick offerman. all the bitches love me, aint no one above me, ice all up on me that shit melting when its sunny

Uh no im not done, I still got my guy, he made the beat no defeat, but he still got pride so imma turn over the record, see if you can catch up, money stacking up bitch just see if you can best us

HOOK: bitch we got the bag, i aint talking bout no jansport, all this money on me need a brinks truck just to transport, gucci louis goyard little bitch we go hard, money on my mind, bitch J and I we’ll go far

(Sensei)

Hotter that Loui Vuitton
I’m limited edition the fuck are you on
Get on my dick
Suck on that shit
You are my bitch
I’m killing this shit yuh

(Josh)
Dat ain’t me yuh that’s my alter ego
I use a coupon at sonic the whole fucking week tho
Don’t gotta a job my family pay for my fucking gas
mowing the lawn no allowance just get off my ass
Ugly as a fuck got pimples growing out head
Got ditched for prom two years in a row stay in my bed
Can’t pass my math so now I gotta sit in the bleachers
Watch Mitch banging the drums like now he’s the feature
Mitch and I making tracks back to back oh wait hold up I gotta hit the laundromat

Go Far - Josh Duling (feat. Sensei Duling And Mitch Adams)Prod. Josh Duling

Josh Duling