В то время как я косил лавэ криминалом. Она была красивая, а мне буль отожрал пол-рожи.
Rollin' up a lot of loud (Loud, lot of loud) Aroma is inside the air (You can smell it) Why they was lookin' at us (Why you lookin' at us?) My demon told me it was unfair (Unfair)
Nigga, we, we been through all of this before Cocaine in a drawer Pistol by the pocket, baby, ready for a war Comin' from the bottom, scratchin' pockets, know we poor Ten years later, same shit, just more mature We been through all of this before Duckin' from the law Hopin' that forever comes, knowin' this is life But only life that we saw Pistols in a drawer, Cocaine in a corner pocket Hopin' that you know we been through all this before