[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