[Intro]
Uh, yeah
Check it, uh

[Chorus]
Strike one
High as fuck rolling with several K's
Getting drunk and fucked up praying for better days
Corner store dreams, hustling was just how we raised
Twelve years a slave living, innocent renegades
Strike one
High as fuck rolling with several K's
Getting drunk and fucked up praying for better days
Corner store dreams, hustling was just how we raised
Twelve years a slave living, innocent renegades

[Verse]
You can catch me posted at the corner store
Allah, my chakras guess they taxing, need a penny more
At the Fendi store, I'm on a trendy floor
For fallen soldiers, know I gotta let the Rémy pour
I need a chick like Demi Moore saying "gimme more"
Remember days when I was really poor
Only can afford a Dutch and a soda
I'm clutching a Cobra
Projectiles, when you over-flood the city, I'm nowhere
Luckily, I showed up, wanna give you a grasp
I'm a product of 1520 Sedgwick Ave
Slicing beats in half with no mass
The last shall be first to get the last math, ya dig?
And life is all you have
Before I go out on my knees
I'm defending minds with [?]
[Chorus]
Strike one
High as fuck rolling with several K's
Getting drunk and fucked up praying for better days
Corner store dreams, hustling was just how we raised
Twelve years a slave living, innocent renegades
Strike one
High as fuck rolling with several K's
Getting drunk and fucked up praying for better days
Corner store dreams, hustling was just how we raised
Twelve years a slave living, innocent renegades