1st verse (Stock Always Rising):
If you don't like the way I sound on the mic, then take it from me
But be careful about karma, cause what you give, you gonna take it from me
Take it from me, if you're saying "you can't make it dummy"
You missed the point of doing this and that's what makes it funny
I'm just raising antennas- elevating people's frequency-
I am my only competition now so guess who's beating me
The lenses were foggy before but now I clearly see
If you support my vision then you are what so few you seem to be
So welcome to the circle where we all feed off the flame
Burning green or burning purple I'll support you all the same
Celebrating wins and getting better is the whole point of the game
It's your loss if you thought that Always Rising's just a name
I don't wanna see you double tap or thumbs-up on a post
You not gonna buy it cause it's rap? We out y'all vamanos
Fake friends and artists raise their glasses like they gonna toast
But when it comes to spending bread you'll see who wanna ghost

Chorus:
We got you in our circle cause we know you'll be around
Out here lifting others when the world tears you down
Supportive, constructive, we're growing on the daily
The movement that we started man it's getting kind of wavy

2nd verse (High Sunday):
I don't like to ask for no support- what's support when you gotta ask for it?
When you dropping cash for it, trying to rock the crowd, you just can't afford it
That's abhorrent, thinking of all the hours put into the craft and they come tax you for it
Keep thinking it's a game, talking like rap is sport and you'll be after 40 looking back trying to recapture moments
Keep thinking shit will change without putting the action toward it, the minute the mission has distorted, that's when fans abort it
Think of the hundreds of shows that I have performed at
Whether attendance 12 or a thousand my family showed up
They lift me up and when I'm down they just surround me closer
They got my back through the clowns, vultures, and cancel culture
My folks a breath of fresh air when I'm sad and choked up
No fabrication I tear and they there to patch the hole up
I've taken losses I've failed and I bet the house but no luck
Grateful to those that stay around I raise my jack and coke up- cheers!

Chorus:
We got you in our circle cause we know you'll be around
Out here lifting others when the world tears you down
Supportive, constructive, we're growing on the daily
The movement that we started man it's getting kind of wavy

3rd verse (Stock Always Rising):
We battle the noises from all the outsiders' voices
Looking back on our choices but now I know who my boys is
So in a crowd of supporters there are no limits, no borders
Ceiling is Rising so High.... can't even tell where the floor is
You looking up towards us, you see the trees, we see forest
The bigger picture- view is gorgeous- whole world's waiting for us
Put your soul in every syllable, each verse and each chorus
You'll get your flowers soon enough and I ain't talking about florists
If they think that I don't belong in here the door's to the right
Just gotta remember I don't do this for your pleasure, my flame ignites When I'm in a place and a space where I can turn the darkness to light
But cutting off the loose ends is just how we keep our circle tight