[Intro]
God, bring a piece of me down
Lay me on down in the ground
Cover me with dirt
Give a little speech about my worth
Let the rain fall down to the earth
Here's another one

[Verse 1]
I flew over Warsaw
I remember when the war was all we saw
Now we see the sea sitting in our draws
On the beach I watch Macaws
You still argue with your in-laws

Flying over Rome now
I used to roam the block with my head down
They'd whistle 'cause the cops like heads up
I had my gun tucked I was ready to bump, yup

[Verse 2]
Layover in Singapore
I kinda think that I should practice singing more
If I can get to sound half as good as Drake
I could make half the cake
See that's a nice take
Plane refueling off in Canada
Immigration jail with my mans and them
I had a little record throwing hands and uh
Havin' hammers, uh, they wasn’t having us

[Verse 3]
Stopping off in Dubai
Mama said we had to steal don't buy
Mamma, I know that you did try
Every week a new guy, every week a new black eye

Passing through Bangkok
You know what I'm gonna say, just stop
Moving onto Shanghai when I had my braids tied
You better tuck your chain guy, yup

[Verse 4]
Stopping in Los Angeles
The world made us but they can't handle us
Hold your head you are not damaged goods
You're some angels blood, you're some angels cuz, yup

Checkin' in in Beijing
She got the beige skin and the nose ring
Thinkin 'bout that girl from Nairobi
Face look just like Naomi
[Verse 5]
We was out its Sydney I shifted her kidney
Messin' round in Tijuana
Sippin' Texas tea bricked up marijuana

Jumpin over Budapest
They would pester for the buda bless
I'd serve'em on the steps

Walkin' round in Cairo
Remember we couldn’t get our car to go
We stalled on the side of the road, we had the cargo
Police stopped we like "Hell no"

[Verse 6]
Some boys I know play for keeps
They throw bullets out of guns at police
No one sold me the dream
I stole me the dream
I built gold out of concrete in the streets

[Refrain]
Remember when your blood would boil?
When you slept outside in the cold
I’m like the conscious of good coke
I know that I'm dope
I ain't gotta be sold
Remember when your blood used to boil?
When you slept outside in the cold
I’m like the conscious of good coke
I know that I'm dope
I ain't gotta be sold

[Outro]
Yup, God, bring a piece of me down
Lay me on down in the ground
Cover me with dirt
Give a little speech about my worth
Let the rain fall down to the earth
And
God
Bring a piece of me down
Lay me on down in the ground
Grow into a tree
Let the people worship me
Dance around in a circle so free
Here's another one