[Verse1 : Murs]Its this sh** that got to make no sense
Yea let the haters hate probably got a d**h wish
I want to live until I'm 88 great dreadlocks and
Can't see straight won't spit a hot 16 but
Got to mean 8 clean slate and people new change
Still your favorite rapper ODing on his pain pills
You mother f**ers can't eat what you can't k**
Seventh level of heaven with the same chill
Spilling holy water filling up the lonely lane
Less for me if I call out to God by any other name
I'm clubaling with a whole of stash
I'm mr pigs moving with the stolen cash
By myself in West Decoda then I shipped out
Rolling with the and let she pull my dick out
Sippin on thick stout sipping on auzia
Although my n******gs know I lived my dream alough
Even if I die today
[Verse 2 : Reuben Vincent]
When raps come off the brain
It's like I'm on promethazine
Never leaning though because I'm gon to
Bring the pain like Method Mane
Working out up in the rain
Since back then with kool aid stains
But these kool aid stain these days is very hard to clean
Brothers is getting slain so I'm dying to live
Over here trying to complain about the flaws in My gift
You know my raps are present you know the old sold is very pleseant
Saying Time Is Money? Well Honey my time is well spent
No Rollie but i feel like I'm straight ballin
I'm on top of impossibles For me to fall in
But listen you know anything can happen from this moment
From the souls that get token from the hearts that get broken
To the night into the morning you know I got to shine
If you can't read these lines you better read between the lines
Mama told me men should not gossip but count profit
Your gift makes your stocks high just like stockings
[Verse 3 : Bad Lucc]
The last prophet young [?] full of knowledge
Never went to college I learned just the logics
Pre dream up I grab my strap and form my team up
Never let these crackers attack you block
All those supremes BAD is the name
We ain't searching for vein no
Now turn to game you the Jamie Fox of lame now
Trick for the movies when the cats out here
Eating dirty meets
My sports got a lot of dress wrapping on them
Walking them streets of LA where
They tell that lie of money getting
Money getting yea but money getting
Hating more low out of your watches
I ain't going for any of these mayors
And I got and got them
I still get fresher that most
You say you young but your history ain't sh**
What you learn at school is dumb other than
Math and language so amazing ain't it
And this ain't even our native language
And most of it in wars and pyramid wars
Its close to exist
Way off in the gra** root ain't that some sh**
That's part of my moral what I'm trying
Lineup with stars
You could have got a lot of sh** but that ain't God
Both of my k**ers need help and the knowledge to stop them
Before they ride the ground with that chopper and police
Our destiny is king and guess
Queens ain't no sense in that black politics
Synergy little wall literally wrong and I'm a warn yah
Before these facts sworn you I'mma Be in the corner
Yea a lot of them hear and ran off into the row b
You saying that bushaway n***a saying that I'm stoop