smoking weed, drinking hennessy, letting these flows follow these beats like a fantasy! recolletions of you and me and a family, flooded with big bands jewels and good memories. back in the days there was no gunplay, just fist up- just you and me... now we stuck in 2023 where n****** shoot first before they f****** speak. now I'm lean back smoking a fat sack, watching the news to see. who is the next rapper that's going to end up on tmz! the streets are real out here nowadays it's gunplay. ain't no more fists up just straye bullets fly