[Intro: ConchezYout]
For all my n***as out there
For all my n***as out there
BK shit, uh

[Verse 1: ConchezYout]
I said, wake up in the morning, gotta get it, so I'm on it
Crack of dawn and then we off this, eating ackee and saltfish
I don't know what you call this, it's something special to me
Always misunderstood, but what's good?
A n***a feeling like a hero in his hood, I really wish a n***a would
I ain't hood, I'm from the hood, though
Even the hood know I'm bout to get up out this motherfucker
They never loved us, hoes wanna cuff us
And cops wanna cuff us undercoves, driving slow, I never trust 'em
Grandmoms cussing
Liquor boy coming out the house
Blouse and skirt now I'm the chosen one with the flows and words (Okay)
Still puffing the herbs (Uh)
Usеd to sit up on the curb with my bredrens
Now wе found leverage (Leverage)
Times like these is what I cherish
I just pray we never perish and flourish amongst great men, amen
We came in to stay in (Okay)
Way up to stay up (Stay up)
Wake up, we bake up
We let the vibe lead us wherever it take us
They could never play us, we them underground players
ISO, ISO, if the vibe ain't right, yo
Then I'm out like nitro
I say what I mean and it's never a typo
If I don't like you, then I just don't like you
Everything is on-site, though
Check us out on iTunes, you feel me, feel me?
[Verse 2: Dillmatic]
I got all I need in this life of sin
Between friends and enemies, I said the line is thin
They gon' shine on a n***a when shit seem dim
But we them conscious kids that stayed above the rim
Trill we been, still we win
Back in full spin like a whirlwind
Stay swerving, higher learning, aura potent
To see if this life is certain, we gotta put the work in
No overnight success, wake up in the morning, gotta get it
Say it with my chest, rap game like chess
But I maneuver, watch me finesse, shoutout Jah Bless
Show respect to get respect
Come correct or you could catch wreck
Simple as that, represent, represent
We get it on 'til the crack of dawn
Stay calm before the storm, but watch us reign on
When it rains, it pours, the old man snores
That’s my grandpa, Paul, his sunset January 4th
In loving memory, may your soul rest on
Sometimes I wish my pops would talk to me more
Feel like an awkward silence every time I call
I could write my wrongs
Word is born in the rarest form
It was written in these songs, I hope you hear me, dog
Hoodies up for Trayvon, forever you live on
Salute to Mike Brown, we forever stomping grounds
See your faces in the clouds screaming out loud
Black lives matter, what's justice with injustice now?
Now (Now, now)