From the recording RANSOM
Written and performed by Caleb Ransom
Written and recorded on May 31, 2025
Produced by Brandon “Nimrod” Villanueva
Mixed and mastered by Brandon “Nimrod” Villanueva
Lyrics
(swoo, swoo)
Steady making waves, we just going forward (four, four)
Dropping the fools, tend to slowing me no more (no, no)
Taking it further, we stackin' the poles (poles), trying new ways to get to the top (top, top)
My money stay growing, but I ain't there (oh, where)
Living this dream, uh (dreams), but only starting here (here, here)
Coming up (up), I got the world on my shoulders (on my shoulders)
All of these trollers, they be stressed (what), that's why they be fooling (what, they foolin)
The pockets getting real heavy, think I'ma need a forklift (yeah, forklift)
I'ma top baller, and the Mary my killer, uh (my killer, kill)
Ain't gonna fall off, don't be meeting no pressure (no pressure)
Show off my chain, they only see static (static, stat)
Ice on my neck, double the wrist (the wrist, wrist)
Hop in the Beamer, then I'm gone roll (rollin, woah)
I be getting too high, then I go ghost (go ghost, ghosts)
Feeling so lost in the unknown (the unknown), feeling it creep up my bones (creepin' my bones, bones)
Burning it down, we breaking doors (doors, doors)
Running the town, these my floors (on my flows)
Show 'em how to get down and keep growing (be growing)
Be building it down, we be getting them trophies (trophs, trophies)
We hustlers now, we stay, keep it going (going, rolling)
Don't fall asleep off no melatonin (toning, tone)
The Za-za my treat, you know the weed getting me zoned in (zoned, zone)
Shoutout to Dizzy, when I hit him, he get me (Zee-Dizzy)
I be just out living, living my destiny (swoo)
Steady making waves, going forward (on toolie, woo)
Dropping the fools, tend to slowing me no more (no, no)
Taking it further, we stackin' up the poles (sk-ski), trying new ways to get to the top (top, top floor)
My money stay growing, but I ain't there (not yet)
Living this dream, but only starting here (startin' here, start here)
Coming up, I got the world, ah, on my shoulders (my toolie)
All of these trollers, they be pressed, that's why they be fooling (woah, yeah)
The pockets getting real heavy, think I need a forklift (forklift, fork livin)
I'm a top baller, and the Mary my killer (my killer, kill)
I be loving her (oh, yeah), she so sweet like sugar (sugar, sugar)
Yeah, really be mixing it up with all types of flavors (flavors, yeah)

