[Intro: Mez & Anderson .Paak]
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
I be on no no no
Leave me all alone lone lone
Put it on flow flow flow
Put it on flow flow flow
Booty on go go go go
I be 'round with you girl, you want it
I be 'round with you girl, where I go
I don't go, I don't go
You don't go where I go, no
Where I go, no

[Verse 1: Mez]
I might do 140 on the PCH (fuck up out my face)
For all the times these n***as playa hate (fuck up out my face)
Sometimes man, the world and all its weight (fuck up out my face)
Feel like when your side bitch say shе late (fuck)
I'm in the housе n***a, Biltmore
It's somе legends that could vouch n***a, a rеal star
Went from sleepin' on yo' couch n***a to real far
Teachers thought I'd only sip Henny and steal cars
Fuck all you hoes
Shit so tough, I hit the bar
Lil' jazz joint, where they play guitar
No bad hoes, just cheap cigars
Act like they can't sweep like Steph to Bron
I be in there, thinkin' how I'm blessed for sure
God got me but rest assured
I got friends and fam who'd kill for the boy
And bring techs to my side like tech support, yeah
Man sometimes my life fell apart like Ikea shit
When you move it twice, but I'm back, I ain't hot
Maury said that that's a lie
They said you gon stay that way
I said, n***a, show you right
Motherfucker, show you right

[Chorus: Anderson .Paak]
Yuh
I'll be grown like my grandaddy one day
I'll be swole like my bro, Andy (come another bitch and change your wrist woes)
I'll be cold like December in Kansas (cold)
One day they gon know (gon know, gon know)
They don't know you gon blow 'til you make it (no)
You don't make it 'til you know you gon blow (they don't make it)
When you callin' me askin' for them favors (no)
I just say hell nah (hell nah)
I just say hell nah

[Verse 2: J. Cole]
Live from southside Raleigh
Me and young Mez, we just switched places
Just four years ago, I was lost in the land of the snakes
Known as the Matrix
Checkin' my text message from wifey
Thinkin' damn we not gon' make it
At this rate, I'm bound to break her heart
And end up in one of them fake relationships
You see on IG with a rapper and some famous chick
Where everything look perfect on the surface
But just wait a bit
That paint'll chip
Can't maintain the front, Shade Room gon' play the clip
And say this ain't some shit I should've left the one I came in with for
Now what was my point sometimes I go too far
Oh yeah, King Mez, you star
You got new deal, Doc Dre, new car
LA, belly of the beast where they
Feast on n***as like us from the Southeast
Well here go some game
Get you a bitch that don't care 'bout the fame
Make sure she call you by government name
That way you never become what you playin'
So many people get lost in this shit
N***as be frontin' so I'm feelin' sick
I'd like to use a lil message from Hov
You was who you was when you got in this bitch (bitch)
That's why I brought it back home and I'm posted for good
Built me a house so I'm close to the hood
Behind the crib is a whole bunch of woods
One day my son gonna climb up a tree
Momma gon say he remind her of me
I'ma reflect on my days in the West
And hope my n***a Mez is as honored as me
To see
The top of the game has still remained himself
Bet against him, bitch, hang yourself
Cole is the goat, bitch, hang yourself
NC shit, bitch, hang yourself
Momma used switches, ain't no belt
You can yell help but it ain't no help
Hell nah
N***a

[Chorus: Anderson Paak]
Yuh
I'll be grown like my granddaddy one day
I'll be swole like my bro, Andy (come another bitch and change your wrist woes)
I'll be cold like December in Kansas (cold)
One day they gon know (gon know, gon know)
They don't know you gon blow 'til you make it (no)
You don't make it 'til you know you gon blow (they don't make it)
When you callin' me askin' for them favors (no)
I just say hell nah (hell nah)
I just say hell nah

[Verse 3: Mez]
That Carolina water murky
But you give a fuck when you thirsty
I was thirsty workin' at TJ Maxx
And bad bitches at my workplace
Holdin' and foldin' the clothes
Go to the aisle, with Polo cologne
Do me a spray 'fore my manager see me
N***a, I ain't payin' to take this shit home, shit
Back home, when a n***a got the whip
We would always say that he got the flows
If we ever say that you off the furl
That would mean the Off-White got your nose
Real man stand, whether right or wrong
Can't be lukewarm, only hot or cold
Shit, most n***as got the Rolls
Sold they souls like Dr. Scholl's
Make your visit to the well, dawg
Make a wish and never tell, dawg
That's my homie from a cell, y'all
I should really send him mail, y'all
Should be makin' visits to his cell
Homie say he good, I can never tell, ya'll
Sometimes I wish that we could switch spots
What you say? N***a, hell nah