Ustaad: Real muthafuckaz feel this...

Way too fried
Floatin' up to the sky
Rollin' doobies of humungous size
Cash got the supplies
Hotboxin' and who wanna ride? (gyeah)

Livin' hella koo lately
Ballin' up with Mike and Z at Blakely
The big homies stay burnin' at Tap
They like it when I rap to the boom bap

Ain't no hatin'
We only statin'
We talkin' straight facts
Clean up y'all's acts

A little green, a little purp
Stayin' away from the sizzurp (gyeah)

Non-stop bars like I'm fully auto
You already know the motto
Overdosed off the realness
You a real n***a if ya feel this
I see the Pakiz hustlin' and I salute it
Shoot me another beat, so I can execute it
Guilty by association
Salute to the Muslim Mob Nation (gyeah)
My flows captivating
Them hoes irritating
The 'Woods circulating
Caliban music bangin'
The crew got the cookies bakin'
In rotation
Rookies coughin' like they goin through
Suffocation
Wild sensation
I feel insane
OG strain shout-out to Hussain
N***as say that I'm the chillest
You a real muthafucka if ya feel this

Hook: Real n***as feel this