(Intro)
We go way back/

(Verse HappyBrainProject)
I keep all of my homies close/
Never know when we bout to go burnin ghost in the '84 aye/
Just hit the show/
Now we gon hit the road the smoke is blindin/
Comin up fast ain't takin no passes if you left that shit behind us/

Okay tap into that routine shit that clean shit/
Spill it on the ground knowin what the fuck I mean shit/
We keep it so fresh and so clean/ (clean)
Now let it go, keep it in case them devils really comin straight for ya neck/

I'm throwin up, I'm dope enough, gotta hold the blunt/
Switch my clothes like I'm on the run, guess I'm comin up/
I got time in the glass, rewind hit my past up/
Master, every track until I'm in a casket/

Wack shit been pumpin through your veins just like last year/
Never gonna change your ways and so I'm movin past ya/
We ain't the same, stay in yo lane/
Pickin my fights like I'm pickin yo brain/
Constantly strugglin easin the pain sacrifice/
I need that afterlife, man I hate this shit/
I comply so I can get the fuck up out this bitch before I say goodnight to em/

(Verse 2 KDA)
I can see the fear in ya eyes/
Yo clothes are just you pain in disguise/
You used to fit it like the Taylor you are/
Always tryna set the bar/
Never even over par/
Now you just cover your scars with all this marijuana/
Sad and lonely persona livin a life of confusion/
Smokin askin what are you doin/
Ya talk about success but who the fuck are you foolin/
You talkin stupid stop consumin/
Man you look stupid, you look like your dad/
With that drink in ya hand number 18 ain't a man/
Clueless don't even got a plan/
You miss the days where all you did was play/
But rent is comin do you even got enough to pay/
Fuck it man I guess that I don't got it/
I'm lookin back don't even know if I ever did/
I shed a tear caue I miss when I was a kid/
Now I got a whip I'm payin for it every month/
I got a chick she teachin me how to love/
In myself is somethin I gotta trust/
These days I ain't smokin too much/
Turn my memory to dust/
Ordinarily I sit in sorrow soakin up this hurt/
I never really open up but lettin out is/
Better that is somethin that I learned

(Verse 3 HappyBrainProject)
I ain't been good in a minute but I'm still killin shit/
Crawlin back in my tomb/
Been killin imps with the spoon/
Been feelin low so I keep it real, so stuck and I'm on the move/
So fuck it I'll skip a meal if I'm tryna get through/

I used to pray for that suma cum laude/
Then I was smokin an ounce/
Now I just turn it down cause my mind is a cloud/
Don't throw no shit in my direction if you hangin from your neck/
I bet you tied the rope yourself you ain't just lookin for a friend/
You lookin for a crutch I got enough fuckin problems/
Get up off my dick pistol whipped I tell you nada/
I'm just as lost as you it's only fair for me to make this music/
Carryin this weight I guess the ordinary made me do it/