[Verse 1: KXNG Crooked]
Marvin Gaye did a album called Here, My Dear, it was just right
Made the album so the royalties could be alimony for his ex-wife
This is alimony for the fans (Gangster)
Always give a fuck about whoever put you where you are, that's (Gangster)
Buck this, why you smoking on a little west coast? (East)
Don't spill, you do say all on your retros (Side)
Every strap got me feeling like I'm wearing wet clothes
Gun like a dick sucker in a hearing aid, it's giving deaf blows (Grah-rah-rah-rah)
Keep a piece but I meditate just to keep the peace in a better state (Say what?)
I don't need the beef if it's featherweight
These frequencies help me elevate (For what?)
To a different plane like a aboriginal, adolescent on a walkabout
Ghosts from the past all around, Benz pull up to a haunted house
A lot of funerals in my family this year, this is my therapy, n***a
Music always help paring me, n***a
Apparently, it took care of me, n***a
Haters coming at me terribly, I'ma get you, Indian Cherokee
Get socked out for the heresy, I'ma rock him like I'm Eric B., n***a
Maybe we should just walk away (Like fuck sliding)
Both of us live another day (Like fuck dying)
All my phones smoking gurkhas (Yeah)
Running plays like a wide out
My backyard is my hideout
Sometimes I just need to vibe out
Ayo, Silk, what's happening with you? What's the word? (What's up, Crook?)
Me and Joell about to run a powerplay
I need you to fuck with us, man (I got you)
My n***a, yo, hit that brother slide on the three way
We can't do this shit without him
[Chorus: Sly Pyper]
Flood waters keep rising
Thou shall must have beef with Poseidon
Lies live while our loved ones are dyin'
Tears got my real eyes realizing
Paradise ain't what it used to be, no
Talk about it, I don't usually
Fooling myself expecting shit could change
They still shackling us with shoddy chain (Question!)
Who made this prison so luxurious?
For us, for us
Heaven on earth is not so dangerous
For us, for us

[Bridge: Joell Ortiz]
Man, it's so heavy out here right now
I feel like the air got more weight than it's ever had
Y'all don't feel that?
Yo, good looking Sly, word

[Verse 2: Joell Ortiz]
Ice melting in my drink as I sit and think like it's still happening
Kaepernick took a knee, then Derek Chauvin did as a reaction
Time heals all wounds, huh?
Why the fuck I feel like I'm still scattered?
Anxiety, PTSD, and depression forming these pill habits
Zombies using phone screens as a smoke screen to they real life
Subconsciously in competition with your last post but they hit like
Ironically a heart pops up but it's no love that come with that
Twerk video, run it back, share a death post then double tap
On a life quote, fuck is that?
COVID-19 got us under mask, give me six feet, why you coughing?
Six feet, we lower coffins, another lost one so often
We becoming numb, no more one-on-ones, we just run our guns
That conundrum that got me wondering
If the love is done and just eight left
I take breathe, yeah, the deacon, meditate with a clean mind
Try to levitate and not decline
I elevate with each rhyme and demonstrate
I'm in the prime of my life
And what I write, it's cold as ice
Ain't gotta freeze time, I'm nice
Feel like the younger me, gene strong, good dungarees
Team gone, it's just sun and me
Yeah, me and son, like one of these
Vacays that I breathe on
Smilin', wildin', just tryna stay above water, on these islands
But...
[Chorus: Sly Pyper]
(How come) Flood waters keep rising
(Hmmm, seems like) Thou shall must have beef with Poseidon
(How come) Lies live while our loved ones are dyin'
(These times) Tears got my real eyes realizing (Ohhh)
Paradise ain't what it used to be, no
Talk about it, I don't usually (Fooling myself)
Fooling myself expecting shit could change (Ohhhh)
They still shackling us with shoddy chain (Question!)
Who made this prison so luxurious? (So luxurious)
For us (For us), for us (Now heaven)
Heaven on earth is not so dangerous (So dangerous)
For us (For us), for us