smokin all these blunts got a youngin feelin lazy you really think that shit you talkin is ever gon phase me yeah my old bitch she still searchin still can't find no one just like me You gon have to search the whole world, come and bite me Cold water in my cup, I'm sippin slow, I'm smokin up I cannot hang with stupid fucks, I isolate inside my room Blowing up my phone with all that bullshit, who the fuck is you just know if I call you my brother then imma keep it true shoutout Nik in Russia cause you know that he my fuckin dude Slidin through the E Way and we bumpin bustin gangster moves North Side, we the Tribe, Got some moves to make On the side, I reside, now you know my name Even if I tried, couldn't turn fake Love my brothers till the end, we gon make a way