[Verse 1: Tsu Surf]
Let me walk you through the streets, walk you through the ave
At the same damn time, but you gon' see my past
Sometimes I wonder how my mother feel
‘Cause this time two years ago we was talking through a gla**
But that was just a road bump
So every bad thought from then is just another rolled blunt
Send something hot back, these n***as cold front
I said these n***as cold front
I'm the one that's judgin' the judge
I mean, it should never be beef if your cousin's your cuz
And if we from the same place
Then we should double the buzz
I mean, Meek and Ca** beefin' – where's the brotherly love?
Or maybe I'm too opinionated
They ask, "Where the facts go?" I say opinions ate it
It's like the rumors override facts
And n***as believe anything now so I'm strapped
Never said nothin', never told sh**
And n***as say anything when y'all on sh**
Get 'em cut for the green; I start mowin' sh**
I be tryna chill, they just grill, but they know the sh**
Jersey bread, Garden State, so the hoes around
Lift it up, hold it down, what goes around comes around
They're faded now, probably
Flashback to that threesome: me, Karma and Molly
But keep it low like the feds flickin'
And all these fake a** friends got my head spinnin'
Play the snakes close, but you never get in bed with 'em
And if my homie gonna go, sh**, I'm dead with him!
This blunt cypher's so therapeutic
Wanna pull that sh** out? Well, you better shoot it
Thoughts of a young goon
Just try to document this sh** if d**h come soon
Couple scabs, but I never healed from some wounds
Couple scabs, but I never healed from some wounds