Trae tha Truth
Shades On
Shades On

[Verse 1: MobSquad Nard]
N u kno We got da top back ridin wit my shades on ion even see em let dem n***as get dey hate on 
It all started wit da grind yea we make moves
But u kno ween got shit to prove
Dis for my n***as who keep everything clean thang cocked back
Pockets on swole n ya game all dat
Stay cool young n***a get da ups from me 
Stack ya bread n stay bustafree 

[Verse 2: MobSquad Nard]
Fuck what dey holla make a dollar den its Makin sense
Opinions from a know it all ain't never payed da rent
A n***a watchin other n***as he ain't really focus
Just let him talk gone tell his hand before he really notice
I got a hustle so my worries a thang of da past
All I'm worried bout paper cuts while I finger da cash
N***a say I'm spoady I cock da banga den laugh 
One flip out da head just in case u was thankin 
I'm off my rock cuz I'm drankin 
I got my bop from my daddy
He told me shit feel better u take care of ha pad
I got some cluckas do what ever anything for da cash
My homie had a hard life and he passed
N***a I do it for you
We all tryna make it do what it do it do
Some real n***as fall tryna make it do what it do 
N***a we ball all you n***as misconstruing the crew 
But I ain't trippin n***a do what you do 
[Chorus]