[Intro: Rick Ross] It's history right here Wa**up my n***a? It's time to empower these n***as mane, do it for the city We got to give it to them raw though, ya feel me? [Verse 1: AJ Tracey] J-11 skeet skeet, 20 freaks [?] I put sauce in these [?] Smashing grabs in no [?] Brody Dave had the squares Rock star with them tears I was [?] like I am Rick Ross Losing weight eating pears [?] smart water Richy Rich am not poorer Sending lamb to that slaughter Slaught it, chopper 9 to that [?] n***as talk but I bang n***as sell but dont slang Judge got bacon and damn, oh man They [?] nice in that can Flowers and snakes on my garments I f** mothers in appartments Eating dinner as my starters Tryna hit the belly no [?] Shorty make a n***a cartwheel I had money for the half deal Hoe shot me down with a crossbow Now I don't know how a heart feel I got uncles and they [?] Phill If she ain't f**ing then she can't chill Real n***as drip up the [?] That's a savage you can ask Dill I used to [?] back on an outfit casual Now it's [?] when I step out [?] [?] [Verse 2: Denzel Curry] U.L.T for life and I'm gon' rep till the d**h of me My physical and spiritual is never sold separately Mediclinic incline forever feeling that the sky is better Sky is not the limit my attitude will disguise the weather Under my sweater I'm feeling as if I'm under pressure I need a [?] You say I need a lecture I got a dead brother plus I've never seen my mother Question my feelings of her Asking me if I still love her [Pre-Hook: Denzel Curry] Get the product then we out the door Mama I've been twistin' weed And now it's time to lock the fro, blowin' dro Call me knotty head cause I don't give a f** I was raised off in the projects, know this life ain't meant for us b**h I can't be touched Get the product then we out the door Mama I've been twistin' weed And now it's time to lock the fro, let it go Call me knotty head and if I ever go Tell my mama that I love her cause tomorrow not for sure I would never know [Hook: Denzel Curry] Tote a 4 and pour some liq' I'ma tote that stick until they send me to the pen This the way it is, I gotta get it how I live Knotty headed n***as Told her I might hit a lick I'ma tote that stick until they send me to the pen This the way it is, I gotta get it how I live Knotty headed n***as [Verse 3: Rick Ross] Found another body in the lake Same day another tattoo on his face Obituary on his mother's fireplace Baby mother f** another s**er on a blind date Shots fired every night I'm tryna mind mine Dolphin Gang, Bello cigars on the sideline p**y n***as you can see it on his timeline Hatin' on his dawg, sh** I'm tryna find mine Calm n***a when I'm lit up I get Von Miller Rich n***as if you real then you can run with us Educated reading books I'm talkin Art of War Whippin yoda yayo residue on the marble floors I wanna see my n***as with the flyest clothes Came to put my city on that's if I'm right or wrong Pulling into Risco Park in the richest cars And I'm thinking of my dawgs since I'm livin wrong Jehovah's witness swear to God I done seen it all Picking up the pistols every time the dogs bark You pointing fingers but them choppers cutting arms off D.C.C.C. we came to warn y'all Mothaf**a damn right we came to warn y'all Mothaf**a damn right we came to warn y'all Curry what's up! Double M It's futuristic sh**