D rolling trees in the backseat.

Um, black boys getting G's over rap beats, uh, overseas.

Bitch, please.

I done seen a whole half of the planet.

Running a whole gamut.

Hustle for the bread, a nigga.

that known famine wisdom in my dreads is heavy but i managed cody in the cockpit running

real inglewood nigga you ain't fucking with him we on the way to the a sold out in the

The Bro Price, hold it down when we get to L.A.

AK, bring the vibes, it don't matter the style.

my boy ty hella fly and it never be fake yeah black excellence all about the path you can miss

I don't use the C word.

We don't need a pessimist.

I was in the kitchen with the Mexican.

niggas is my brethren me and mug from the city that don't sleep don't speak if you don't know a

and no heat my OG met a good woman she so keen I love to see my niggas drink water and grow green

Great-great-grandma was picking a cane.

This shit is insane.

My lineage, remember the...

Getting us paid.

Nothing finna get in my way.

A nigga free, never living enslaved until I'm digging my grave.

Give a fuck about your expectations.

Every day we having celebrations.

Revelation after revelation I see the struggle like tuition for the education

We came far from the G train.

On the block watching dope heads free base.

I don't even trip when I see hate.

Nothing really getting to me these days.

Yeah.