[Hook – PUSH! Montana]
Grind hard, no sleeping
We don't take off no weekends
Dedicated, no speaking
Last of the Mohicans
Living that fast life, we speeding
Making sure the fam eating
Die for what we believe in
Last of the Mohicans
The last of a motherfucking breed that's dying
I said the last of a motherfucking breed that's dying

[Verse 1: Maino]
Now now my past life was a fast life
Had to grind to get the cash right
Any night could be my last night
Out here scuffing up my damn Nikes
My mama broke, my father dead
Where's the hope, you have no idea
Ain't no food in the whole crib
I’ll do anything just for that bread
I'll shoot a n***a in the fucking head
I'll rob a bank, I'll do that bid
I'll sell them drugs, just to live
Man I'm just trying to fill up the fridge
I'm the last of the dying kind
Stand up man, not the crying kind
Cock it back, hold the iron kind
Pop a n***a just for eyein' mines
I'm the last real n***a in the world you heard
They left me in a world full of lames and birds
Looking around now I see lames and birds
They try to tell me I gotta watch my words
Got to watch my words? Well watch for that
N***as watching my watch got to watch for that
Got the all black Benz, black watch to match
They ride my wave like a stocking cap
Still grinding, take no days off
Still hustling, wait till it pays off
One plan, that's it, no plan b
Can't stop me from feeding my family
Maino, that's right ya’ll know
Last of the Mohicans, Tanto
45. and the all black cargos
Real n***a 16 man ya’ll ain’t know?