[Intro]
Yeah
Know what I mean? I got my n***a Camouflage Monk on the motherfuckin'— you know, on the beat
You know how we do, man, we been doin' this shit since motherfuckin' Blvk Pearl, my n***a
You know what I'm sayin'? Rollin' up, you naw'mean?
This for my n***as, man, yo
Check it, uh

[Verse]
I keep it rock solid
For the muscle n***as that act brolic, the handheld compact
Pistol with straight knowledge
Makin' corner store strolls, the moped on Green Bay road
Pullin' stunts like Yakuza, elimination chamber type danger
Can't trust the candy from the stranger
We all strapped like we army rangers
Fuckin' the game missionary
The Black fist Huey Newton visionary
The good and the bad are both temporary
Templates of a poet havin' thoughts of a madman
Watch the cards you play, 'cause the dealer's dealin' a bad hand
It's all good, Black man
Remember; always remain humble
And to my peeps, you're never alone in the suffer or struggle
It's hard to stay out of trouble
This extra-dry I'm drinkin' got me in trouble
I'm countin' stacks on the corner
Shootouts at the barbecue, shells on the corner
There's no escape from your own fate
N***as goin' in that box, and they bring home faith
Prayin' five times a day for a better way
My grandma loved them soap operas, but I was more into Legos
One Life to Live is the only thing to watch without no cable
Or Jerry Springer, ,That '70s Show had my eyes lingerin'
I'll see you n***as in Medina
I gotta write a rhyme, 'cause I was destined to shine
Double-cross Tha God? You gon' be outta your mind
Bang