[Intro: Miike Snow / Conversation with G]
Slim: "Free my n*gga G"
Reached the city steps tonight
Following the power-lines
Met a man bar-side
With eclipses for eyes
[Verse 1: Slim]
She opens he mouth with the pa**ion to please
My n***as say pa** her to me
I'm drunk and I'm high don't pa** me the keys
Went half on the weed and half on lean
Half black half white, but I'm not no pig though
Get money, my n***as say ditto
I been smoking indo, since I was a kiddo
n***as got pounds, tell me what they hit fo
Run up in yo hood with the clips up n***a
Turn a broad day outside to a strip club n***a
Hit you so many time with a big truck n***a
Cops come and they can't pick up n***as
Lay low me and juan pedro
Chasing these pesos bangers we make those
Got hits n***a don't tell it to me
f** the whole world Thelma, Louise
Pray to god that I make it home
Aiming my gun with the safety off
Throw me in a box can't make me talk
I probably die before I let a b**h break my heart
I ain't asking sh**. Walk up in the party and I'm blasting sh**
I want everything f** half the sh**
Shine on, I'm a diamond sitting by rhinestones
My n***a g told me that, can't na'an n***a out here hold me back
He say my sh**s getting better and better man
So high but a n***a can't levitate
Now im in the position to provide my close friends with better days
G took the wrap for a n***a
So im out rapping n***as
To come back for my n***a
[Hook: Miike Snow]
Reached the city steps tonight
Following the power-lines
Met a man bar-side
With eclipses for eyes
[Verse 2: Slim]
This is bigger than rap n***a, this is powerful art
Talk a n***a straight out of his art
I can't tell these cowards apart
He can't tell those hours apart
23 in a cell 1 on the yard
I pray for the n***a every now and than
Don't let them n***as in the box tell you how to live
I'd never take advice from those n***as
Heaven and Hell, don't mesh with them well
I'm f**ing Lekel. He's stuck in a cell
Spending money on d** so high that a n***a can't feel his face
It's a god damn shame
I could spend the same money to appeal his case
Ground up, that's real estate
I remember when my plate was empty
But when you hungry bro you can't be picky
I see little people I dream big
I'm only MVP if my teams wins
I see dumb n***as, Cleveland
If she can climb through the window she can sneak in
Love is sacrifice, Thanks to that n***a I didn't lose half of my life
He's locked up and I'm stressed out
These lonely nights in my bedroom
It's all good, in reality we'll all be dead soon
I sip up my n***a hitting sit-ups
Im rolling kush up my n***a doing push ups
I answer whenever he call me
If I eat, we all eat Slim
[Hook: Miike Snow]
Reach the city steps tonight
Following the power-lines
Met a man bar-side
With eclipses for eyes
[Outro: Phone conversation with G]