[Skit]
Bwhaaa! A man fuck all that bullshit man. My generation run deep. Aye Tilique we the reason why the still eating man, cause we keep on feeding. A hold up, I just got a text message. (Aye who that is?) Aye, I got a house party on the east homie. Aye lets go we out! (Ahhh shit dam n***a)

[Bridge: Aaron Miles]
I pour this liquor for my team slow
These lines that I give you, girl you could blow
I see you out on the low
I know your man on patrol
Girl don't you call 5-0
Take these pills all away from me
Gassin broad and she on e
In the back of my mind
I was hoping that I
Could talk about more then just

[Verse: Tilique]
Member smoking back in them alley ways
Back in my Cali days
Now calamari and bitches wanted to party and I'm just sippin Bacardi
And watching all of these cowards hate
The hates silent
They never got nothing to say
I'm more concerned with crossing bridges before they can burn
Selling jewels to these kids give em something to learn
Cause I when I speak young n***a, I teach
Got some kids in these streets I was trying to reach
Tilique
More money and money what make my n***as happy
Silly shit poppin off get em trigga happy
Basic hoes doin the most always keep me laughing
Sailors got me sailing, bitch I am the captain
Doing me who gon do me better
These n***as tweetin my line as if my name was Sovester
It ain’t sweet, can't candy coat this game
Selling cds no different then slanging cane for your team, I swear

[Bridge]

[Hook: Aaron Miles] x2
More then just the money
Then these cars
Then these clothes
Then these hoes
Like that's all they know
Like that's all they know

[Bridge] + [Hook]

[Outro/Skit]
Uh, Ya na. That shit was wack as fuck n***a. Aye fuck that house party. N***a we some grown men now. We bout to hit this club up real quick. Aye Malcolm, Aye, we bought to hit this club up. I promise you this shit bout to be poppin you feel me