Verse 1 Ain’t too many real ni**as In this rap s*t [No no] What my brother Jimi Tents said Couple fallen soildeirs Got her callling This my fifth 5th gig Generation Other Guess you never got the hint is Hint was How come you do that Act differently now Blind to some fake friends My guard is up now I got too many problems and issues Wonder how I stay sane Blame it on the My last name Homie That’s Yo own fault Never pointing fingers On this journey Make me call my brother Canis Be a whole notha' story It’s nothing you can ensure The blacker the berry what Enough is never enough Be honest The Rari plush Only seeking the knowledge Guidance Gone to perfection Memba' speeding to future Reminisce on my collection Iconic a understandemt Push the whole gang here Be clear This my Daddy house New new Feels I’m talking Too damn nice Showed not told Skip being polite We got a whole different code Motivation and greatness Inspiring at its finest I’m just Making sure THEM DOUBLE C M DIAMONDS CRUSHED OUTTA CONTROL Crutch never before Always one of the standards Pay respect to my bros Dont know who in attendance Double back and they fold Never asked for handouts On my back And I’ve grown Tell me what your 5 year is What’s your 5 year Transition to pure progress Now the vibe fits I have gotten so damn fed Drinkin' herb water Yeah lemon sliced Thin Formula starter Mind frame think like at Harvard And move like a Carter The fire flame only comes harder You know it the further I got n***as yeah Nack For k**ing all bests Likd muder So when u start talking Bull We looking like it’s unheard of