Conversations ‘bout the future get rowdy
Yea life goes on, you can’t down me
And I never wonder why they try to block me, baby
Never wonder why they try to stop me, baby (x2)

How are you so mad at who I am?
When I’m around, everyone eats
And there is peace
No need for hands, I’m money Mitch up in these streets
I ran it up for all my friends
And brought it back
On my two feet
If there is beef, then best believe
The other sides gone be a feast
I’m rolling Tropicana Cookies in my L
That’s what I chief
We might just name it after your mans
And when you smell, know he deceased
Then I’m right back to the dream
See I hunt everything I think
Yes I may be a little wild
But I don’t know man
That’s just me

Conversations ‘bout the future get rowdy
Yea life goes on, you can’t down me
And I never wonder why they try to block me, baby
Never wonder why they try to stop me, baby (x2)