Your boy’s got his FICO right
Better ask about me
Though they never give me credit when they try to doubt that he is inspiration for the schemes that they dreamed up
City had a buzz / Didn’t sting til it seen us
Conduit teamed up
Dirty south cleaned up
I was straight shooting w/ a nice pimp leeeeeeeean bruh
*Dat heat was getting spit
When situation’s vacation you never gotta trip [whew]
Til we let it all slip
Reminisce scrolling through pics / Going through clips
07' / 06' we was rolling legit
Not knowing holes in the clique would turn our road to a ditch
No one's beholding bliss when you knowing you missed
Plus when I up and dipped, my brotha Goines got pissed
*Used to talk to him several times a week
Now, it’s whuddup bruh / Through a tweet
But, Please believe lunch is on me whenever we do meet
Long as that whatever you order’s cheap / I’m playing bruh
It’s all love though the friendship’s distant
Never reached the top / But we glimpsed it / Still hungry
Tummy rumbling / Conscious mumbling hater talk
Saying time’s skating off
Balling’s over / Play your golf
My nigga I am me
I will hold the club up by pushing heat through the streets
Now, gon’ put that on T
Wear it wherever you feeling comfortable / All of ya’ll looking huntable
But I’m aiming for the green this time
Put a hole in one ‘fore I miss the dream this time...
My drive's on par for the team this time
And when speaking mindstate of '08, that's mine listen....

I will murder everything moving
I will set the world in fire
Unsure what I'm proving, but I choose to live that lie




Apologies never greeted cause we didn't need it
Still kinda feeling defeated cause we didn't see it / Friends
My man's and them since 17
You used to doorag walk / Causing waves on the scene / And now you're gone...
I'm at peace with the grief
Though I reach through this speech cause it's on my mind
Member the time you was in the Rock and caught me at a show
Told me you was proud can't wait til Conduct blows
That was an 08 thing and this is now
Sitting w your friends and we're all forcing smiles
Feeling type alone / Though I'm chillin in a crowd
Til I feel their love for you / Now I'm feeling proud
It’s crazy
Guess we’re at the age where the brethren pass away
Both memories and hair turning gray / Anyway
I say this all to say that we good if you great now
Ole girl still trippin, but no time for the hate now
Spoke w your daughter at the service / lil nervous-
She gave me a Hi5 / I smiled / I ain't cry
But no lie
When your son got the flag I look away...
My bad / Too much pain was had / Plus I miss they dad
So I scribble on this pad / Mad / Hoping paper claims it
Praying this aint just entertainment / I ain't famous
But when folks start to vibe with / I'm double minded bothered
Cause all the while your kids ain't got a father

That's all I got...