[Verse 1]
(yeah)
No side boy bars these is grown man problems
Inshallah will solve em, forever involve him
N***as see what I'm involved in, and try to fall in
I couldn’t fuck with that
We made a pack to get on track
Caught in the rain, that's God's empathy for the pain
Knowing she feel the same, brings solace
Like snake, we solid, still blow gas, the money and violence
Spend everyday making good on his promise

I drink til I vomit, chew some gum I hit the blue bonnet
The gold rings is super-sonic
I’m still looking for my J.J. Fad
Like Chauncey make diamonds with my barе hands
Time flies when your drеams come true
Time flies when the check come through
Time flies when that invoice due
Bunch of n***as and their IOU's, can miss me
They all low down and shifty

My whole aesthetic is illegal, God chose ghetto people, we cerebral
We knew I was never bound to the laws of them lands, I had my own plans
My whole aesthetic is illegal, God chose ghetto people, we cerebral
We knew I was never bound to the laws of them lands, I had my own plans
I seen them through