{Sample}
So much to enjoy when things are peaceful
Life takes on new meaning
{Verse 1 – Chuck Strangers}
Young, black, handsome, tryna survive
Only worry ’bout mine
Friends come and go, casualties of the crime
I got dollars on my mind
Broke, hungry, and crime
Yo we jugging out of hunger ’bout to cross that line
Yo we running out of options, it’s about that time
I slick ball on ni–as bro
I rock my Gucci belt to Trader Joe’s
Fake a** smiles and white folks they got it, kudos
San Diego with some cougar b**hes down at Jimmy O’s
They impressed with my gold fronts
Unless we talking pu-sy, my heart really give no fu-ks
Cause I know that I can bone
I called the iso on the friend zone
And besides, I’m from the 34th side of things
And Flatbush ni–as be knowing that they kings
“What they be doing?”
Eating calamari, play Atari, ride Ferrari
All for my hobby, just rhyming in my building lobby
{Verse 2 – Issa Gold}
Wit inside of me
Up out the concrete
Waking up to sirens, trying to dodge the firemen
The (?) grinding pa** it off to Simon
Went to gripping heat to awards up on the mantle piece
Committing petty robberies, my (?) inside of me
Police find (?)
Had to take a plea for three years to dodge the felony
Went from eating Top Ramen noodles in the backyard
To giving mental gifts to the people, conscience stand tall
Coupe zooming down the Bearizona like a NASCAR
Spreading to the veins of the youth like we cancer
Somewhere in Japan with a dime piece
Sushi with the sake, the brain was kamikaze
My style B
Of convicts
We ain’t committing crimes man, man they show me how to grind
Pour his fine wine, Chinese for the fine dime
Chicken wings and wontons are crucial when you’re getting high
Ni-ga never called the cops
OGs that was on the block was the neighborhood watch
Henny with the soda pop
Bending blocks
Watching as we work the clock, hoping they could get a drop
Never cause we keep incognito and that’s (?)
Sallallahu alayhi wa sallam
{Outro}
Yeah, ni-ga
Sallallahu alayhi wa sallam
Yeah, ni-ga
Sallallahu alayhi wa sallam