Statik Selektah
Yeah, yeah
Iso
Herb is the healing of the nation
From the nicotine and
The wicked schemes
That be killing teens
Shoutout to my boss
From the phillipines
In joint disease
It was all a dream
Just us two on the team
Days in flatbush
Recorded at reem
Now we racking up streams
S*** was real as it seems
Polo boots with the
Bootleg jeans
While we blowing that steam
Back in the backyard
In grandma red jeep
Hotbox got me falling sleep
After school
I used to chill by rief and
I just signed my lease and
Got the keys
To my own crib
Moving on up
On some grown ish
Tryna own ish
I don’t owe ish
To nobody
Praise to the most high
Always keep him close by
Sipping on mimosas
Enjoying the culture
Realize that we one step closer
Ready to blow like
A g** in the holster
Rolling weed sitting on my sofa
Throw some waffles in the toaster
Tribe called quest
Martin lawrence coasters
Shawty getting horny
Tryna gimme the chocha
Then i hit it out the park
Like i’m sammy sosa
Im on it like a bullseye
Yeah we gon’ make it big
I thought i told ya
Always speak the truth
I ain’t telling no lies
Never been no low life
I s o
Yeah, yeah
The rich getting richer
While the poor getting poorer
Putting numbers on the board &
I was taught to be a scorer
We was using internet explorer
Back when wayne had
The baby blue explorer
I had em' diggin my aura
At first they try to ignore us
Now we on top like fedoras
You can’t urkle me
Even if you as bad as laura
Now we drinking purer and
The future looking surer
Play us on pandora
They call me the bag securer
I just told em’ rest assure
For the times we was unsure
Meditating by the lakeshore
To the sounds of the rainfall
What you holding that pain for
Why you copping that chain for
Why you not tryna gain more
Who you hitting that stain for
Why you living in vain for
Who you bussing ya brain for
What you hiding in shame for
Why you not tryna gain more and
That’s word to my n***** in
A rough spot
When the moon get black
They gon' buckshots so back up
But i never give up
On my jumpshot
Don’t act up
Herbs got my eyes
Bloodshot
Feelin’ smacked up
It’s the healing of
The nation so i
Just match up
Looking straight ahead
Like a mugshot
Tell em’ catch up
Praying for my dawgs
Up top real n*****
Stand up
I got the 36 chambers unlocked
Throw ya hands up
Remember we was broke and
Whatnot so get ya bands up
In this game you really ain’t
S*** without ya fans bruh
Sometime you gotta
Man up
Other times you
Gotta hold off
Living on the edge
Just don’t roll off
Up at shade 45
You know we had to go off
Bless up to statik the selektah
We came to showoff
They saying
Pump ya breaks youngin
Man we just drove off
No time for the throw off
We staying in our lane
Yo and this how we close off