I´ve known Kells since I was like eleven. We met in like sixth grade you know what I mean? Kells held me down a lot, my cousin Mikey held me down a lot. And that´s really it, people fall off real quick when you´re in here

Ay tell´em Im´a need a minute, damn
My heads fucked up
I be thinkin´ jail whenever hear´em say they need a sentence
I be in the booth zoned out
They say they just need a couple lines
And all the years on the road got me thinkin´ blow
Even though they just wanted some bars like jail time
See there I go, somebody take this drink from me
I love my bitches all
Please God don´t let them take none of the pink from me
And since you need a filler for the dead space
Sorry I had to get my head straight one of the homies back home caught a fair case

And how I´m suppose to feel
When I´m in Hollywood tryna get a couple mil
And I just got a call that my dawg got killed
And maybe it wouldn´t have happened if I wouldn´t have been out´chea but
Even still, even back when Dub had a job cuttin´ steel
Even back when we was on the block up the hill
On Hundred Thirty-First there was blood gettin´ spilled
I ain´t re-invent the wheel mothafucka
This is how it is where I live mothafucka
Semis and the blue nose pit mothafucka
Just in case they run up in the crib mothafucka
Got kids mothafucka
Fuck you think you knew about me?
Got a question? I don´t even want to talk to you, ask them

They the ones that grew up around me
Kept it one-hundred percent same crew till the end
Kells

It´s deeper than that, you know what I mean? In so many years and all the shit we been through. That´s definitely my brother. I do for him, he do for me. And it was always like that. Ain´t shit change. Same mothafuckas we grew up with. We´re still boys
He never really been for the bullshit, he´s one hunned

Ay Im´a need about an hour
And a first class ticket, wait
Make that a jet and a champagne shower
Oh I ain´t rich yet

Fuck it I can make a dollar and a dream work
I was on the cover of the double X-L
I ain´t talkin´ ´bout the big T-shirt
Lace up I´m finna run circles ´round squares in these Nike Airs
Finna go hard with my dawgs that were right there
Finna treat songs like a mothafuckin´ pound
And flip an empty house to a mothafuckin crowd
Know what I´m talkin´ ´bout ,yes sir
Errbody better pay respect this year
I be in the Land with a steel texture
Object in the waist just in case they test first
Bitch I´m from the east side, east side, watch First 48
I owe nobody, just know I rep, rep OH, get it?
Fuck it if you don´t I´m just ventin´ like I use to do like these
Rappers I will never mention

How stupid are you?
To think i would give you my attention
When you´re nothin´ but a peasant and I am a fuckin´ legend
Can you feel that?

[Interlude/Outro]
Once we got to our high school, they weren´t teachin´ shit. So we would just go do whatever, get some money, whatever. But we were was always good at kickin it though. He would want to battle and shit, you know what I mean? Like he said he wanted to rap, so we would push into random battles at school. You know what i mean? I just knew one of us would make it in something. You know what i mean and i just felt that