We smoking and drinkin
Me and Statik, couple of friends of ours
Scotty B, oh Easy Mo and Termanology
The seminar’s gotta be hip-hop
I read it in the stars like astronomy ziplocks
But I’m on parole, I can’t piss hot
Cuz that’ll get the kid locked
We talkin bout these rappers that sold the niggas who shit flop
My shit hot but I never really got a chance to shine
Turn back the hands of time, you can see my plan to grind
I speak to people who struggle, those are the fans are mine
I tell em life is a movie that niggas can’t rewind
They love the fact that I spit with such a ferociousness
Static was the best one recordin all of my vocal shit
You know the script, was freezing when they was cold as shit
When the time stayed with a runny nose cuz my coke was my ripped
And niggas know that still, shit I was pourin down
That’s I rap and search vision, cuz I got more to tell
Could it been a offer? I pull a surprise winner
Instead I hit the block, I was starving to find dinner
Young niggas love the light cuz in dark you gon find sinners
On a bed just run in the park like I’m Scott Brinner
Cuz I’m in a state of mind of a crime committer
You shine and glitter, talkin greezy behind yo Twitter
I’m on the front longe of a war that you can’t imagine
Serious shit, no jokes, far from a nigga laughin
We sit back and reminisce
When the game wasn’t about silly percentages
I think we should take it back to the genesis
I know all my real niggas remember this
Back up in this niggas

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