Another Level - J Stone, Bino Rideaux

Uh, chip on my shoulder big enough to crack Oprah

I’m a mack, I incorporate that to stack mo' bucks

All Money In, no money out to stack mo' up

Game back, sewed up, off of rap I’ma blow up

Picture me rollin', Maybachs or in a Rover

In the back smokin' Backwoods contactin' my chauffeur

Contact that nigga Hova

I don’t want a contract, just wanna press play on 'em

I was sittin' in a cell like, «One day I’ll be a owner»

We gon' start it from the trunk and we gon' get up off this corner

Fuck believin' luck, I grabbed a mic and went on one

Let’s all get right, I got the flight, nigga, roll up

Marathon OG, that’s my smoke habit

Tiny Loc Supreme, that’s my Loc status

Niggas famous but they pockets be on broke status

Killin' these rappers off, I’m pretty dope at it

I’m on a whole 'nother level tryna stay up

Hate to say I lost a lot of niggas on the way up

Never turnt down, I’ma always keep straight up

Can’t forget the hood and the niggas it done made up

I done went through hell with my niggas, I got my weight up

And we gon' have some problems if problems can separate us

And I ain’t never fold for them niggas, they never fade us

And when I see my mama, she happy that I done made it on my own, on my own

I got a whole different strategy

I serve a nigga if he ever try to battle me

I write my own checks, y’all niggas on a salary

I write my own raps, ghostwritin', that’s wack to me

Twenty-five, a life, no brakes ain’t no match for me

I’m all gas 'til somebody light a match for me

That’s that fire, nigga

I don’t get tired, nigga

No, I won’t retire, nigga, get used to me

Got me feelin' like the man now

But before I came up, I had to stand down

Last year you was a hater, you a fan now

The day I manned up it was man down, hands down

No handouts was the man route

No overnight success, my nigga, this shit was planned out

From sittin' in a cell, wanted level four

I been on another level, bro

I’m on a whole 'nother level tryna stay up

Hate to say I lost a lot of niggas on the way up

Never turnt down, I’ma always keep straight up

Can’t forget the hood and the niggas it done made up

I done went through hell with my niggas, I got my weight up

And we gon' have some problems if problems can separate us

And I ain’t never fold for them niggas, they never fade us

And when I see my mama, she happy that I done made it on my own, on my own

I’m on a whole 'nother level

Just bought another Rollie, 'bout to ice out the bezel

This is God’s plan, had to wipe out some devils

Fuck one million, man, I’m tryna have several

All gas, no brakes, full-throttle on the pedal

I been runnin' laps like I’m tryna win a medal

I could take it back on the block sellin' pebbles

Name shoulda been Flintstone, ran base, no treble

I’m on a whole 'nother level, I’m on a whole 'nother level

I’m on a whole 'nother level, on a whole 'nother level

I always want more, I never settle

And fuck the middleman and them labels that’s embezzlin'

Marathon OG, that’s my smoke habit

Tiny Loc Supreme, I’m on Loc status

Niggas famous but they pockets be on broke status

Killin' these rappers off, I’m pretty dope at it