[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