[Verse 1: YN Drilla]
I know what it’s like when the block get cold
Winter ‘11, had socks in soles
We ain’t had heat, but we had them poles
Had to act grown just to not fold
Shared that bed with my cousin tight
Told him straight up, "Bro, watch your life"
Neighbors peepin', we movin’ light
Momma prayed, but we slid at night
Don’t speak on names, that get you checked
Lil bro crashed tryna flex respect
I done seen tears fall on decks
Phone call said they hit his neck
This real life, ain’t no actin' here
Watch what you post, them folks appear
No GPS, but the streets still steer
You blink once, now your name disappеar
I hold it down, I don’t do too much
Lost some friends, wasn’t true еnough
Keep my moves on hush, they bluff
Seen them crumble when it's time to clutch

[Verse 2: G Herbo]
Yeah, f**k the feds and whoever they sent
We was on go, ain’t know what it meant
I was too young with a stick in the tent
Now I got racks, still ride with the vent
Lost too many, can’t sleep too right
Shit get deep, can't tweet that fight
Been in beef, still keep that pipe
Told my youngin', “Don’t freeze on sight”
I seen bodies drop off rumors
Shit get hot, can't trust no shooters
Heard his story, that boy just bloomin’
Found out bro snitched, we losin’
I done been jailed, I done seen dope
I done had coke stuffed in my coat
I done seen hope turn into ropes
Homie got smoked, tryna repost
Still got scars I can’t explain
Pop these percs to numb that pain
I ain’t fake, I don’t entertain
If I ride, then I stake my name
N***as talk real but they fold on the trial
Got a call, he ain’t smiled in a while
Said, “Herb, I’m stuck, they watchin’ me now”
Told bro chill, we gon’ move with style
[Verse 3: YN Drilla]
The streets still lurk, I feel them eyes
Movin' lowkey just to stay alive
Lost some brothers, I can’t revive
Still hear they voice when the pressure rise
Mama cried when I missed that dinner
I was OT tryna dodge them sinners
He want stripes, but he ain't no spinner
Flash that blick, then he turn beginner
I done seen courtrooms turn to hell
Hands in cuffs, tryna make that bail
Judge don’t care 'bout where we fell
Gave bro ten, now he talk through cells
So I stay sharp like blade on edge
Never been dumb, just close to ledge
Now I speak facts when I spit my pledge
They be cappin’ in raps, we don't stretch no feds
Put my heart in the mud then rose
Did dirt, but I kept my soul
Got pain I’ll never disclose
But I still stand tall with my bros