[Intro]

I'm trying to think, um

Yo yo

Yo yo yo yo yo

Uh, yo



[Verse 1]

Niggas start sipping and get that false hope

Stuck in this room like I'm a lost soul

I thought I told y'all

Now I'mma have to bogart your position and

You may hear me but y'all not listening

The light brown Christ

It might sound like

Two angels doing a duet

Alleia and Whitney beside me like a two-step

Not to get beside myself but God might help

With the funeral arrangements

[?] I got the belt

Fuck all that struggle rap

A hundred dollar checks homie

I don't want none of that

Pile it outside, damn

Fuck is the Hummer at?

Niggas getting spoonfed

I'm here to bring the hunger back

This that dungeon rap

I'm 20 now, where I'll be by 21?

Statistics say in front of a gun

They got my dawg

Not make it a hundred and one niggas out the streets

Where the fuck is peace?

We stuck like leeches

Somehow the preachers

Never teach us or reach us

How can I get so high and still keep my ear to the streets?

Local beef ain't on my radar

I let you beat and play God

Heard Satan don't stay far

I'll take your money and play Adolf

Niggas gunning down the game but the safety on

And I be on the same streets that they say they on

These niggas clearer than Avion water

And I hope the levy break, shit

'Cause I can't take they shit

On top like the day they did

Me and the village wild like the baybay kids

Hope they take the blade and go against they wrists

Let me take you back to stable ground now

I understand we can call this a graceful bow out

And I'm faded off some shot of brown now

Feeling out of town now

Faded like I'm chasing chasers

Or pink erasers

Or being chased by the Undertaker

Faded like a night in Vegas

That's an understatement

Faded like I'm from Jamaica

On a hundred acres