[Verse 1] You know I keep my eyes wide Eastside fly guy Flatbush tye-die Purple label, bow tie Shoot straight, cross eye Gold gun, golden eye See police slow the ride I had a b**h with the flyest fabrics I broke her heart Use to call me Escobar Skin fade, waves with the part We dressed alike But our mind was on different levels I drove her crazy Till the chain broke Switching gears Foot on the pedal, I'm going forward, f** outta here I blow a kiss and I got her I never have to stare Who using stairs? This that escalator style Spit hotlines I charge a fee when you start to dial up You n***as boo boo Band aid when you got a cut I gotta scar face forever feeling tuff My heart pump bravado Since Eddie Jones, Cedric ceballos Before Kobe went to LA and was popping bottles Forreal homie from the Twenty one two I'm with the realist of real So what the f** you gonna do? Before I leave 100 keepit to the Geez Who come home with jail ID'S and state greens Like what [Verse 2: Joell Ortiz] I made some really poor decisions, a youngin lost, a system That strongly forced division amongst us all was winning Made a brother switch sports from basketball to pitching Not baseball, just base, Tryna ball off of them hitting Crack right in that gla** pipe, I was on some mission From hand to handing it all, to phone calls, commissions Then one shot unclouded all my vision My cousin gone, I miss him They did him around my way To this day feel like I'm paying the true cost of living It's my fault they hit em, I pray the lord is wit em And when it rains it pours, Feds came storming in And I escaped inditement but my boys all in prison I was left with this pen in my hand, telling my damn story Feeling it's a way to repent and get the past off me So I scribble in this pad softly knowing there's a reason I got one more shot Demand glory