My ni**a that's on God
What's the 411, I'm feeling like J.Blige
Back stage sniffing lines at a Jodeci concert
KC done got her open, but I know that her moms hurt
Fine earth, wine thirst
Just wanna converse
Rain on my parades, got me feeling like Fonsworth
Tryna find another umbrella to keep me dry
But these ni**as subbing peep they be dubbing
Blood in my eye (woah)

Damn son where'd the time go
Nowadays I'm moving with faith like I'm blindfold
I been working decade straight & I'm over tired
Ni**a been moving hella different ever since Kobe died
I know she cried
I push the big body, maneuver hella swift
Probably hit the brodie Crook, if I'm moving in the 6
Quick to pose as they friends, but they Judas with the stick
You should know that Mookie really be a student of this s**t
Don't get it f***ed up
Painting these pictures, MichealAngelo with the nun chucks
No weapon formed against me, I ain't talking no gun tucks
Some ni**as scamming then they lucked up
Just relax that's on hush hush (yea)
F**k tweeting homie, put it in your verses
All my brodies breaking generation curses
Ain't nothing but bad habits that's been passed down
Think and growing rich every second make it last now, splash sounds
My bloodline filled with goats I'm a son of one
Can't be duplicated, lil' ni**a a one of one
Make atheists believe, easy seeing God walk
I wrote this on the plane while Nova was sleeping
This fly talk ni**a