{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