(Verse 1) Just another day, thinking I can fly. Neighborhood vibes, we are feeling so high. Cruisin’ down the block, with my homies by my side. You’re not here did not make the tryout. Just chilling homies put up a fight. Little kid running around with his kite. Never gon stop just look at tha clock. Can’t stop us with a madda fuckin block. If you see us you’re gonna get a shock. You’ll be lying there like rock. Run or you will see our Glock. (Verse 2) Laid-back conversations, living tha gangsta way. Bro why you blinking like that what’re trying to say. We’re not living on the street. Hop in my car take seat. Hah you taught, no you stay on your side. Tha car isn’t that wide. Yo we playing with guns, come up with a lot of bad puns. Yeah stacking tha weed in tons. I am tha father and you are my sons. Go to mc d:is order burgers without buns. We laugh yeah we have it. We don’t quit. We don’t think about shit. You are kinda mid. Hope you know that kid (Bridge) We doing bad stuff that come from lot ideas Throwing the empty bottle crash into pieces We living in tha hood but we Europeans Jus know we here for reasons (Verse 3) Yeah you know we’re here We don’t have no fear When walking your dog it is us you hear Shouting happy new year When you look back you will notice that our big old car is starting to appear We are blasting our music and you want more But we walk in to the store crushing tha floor It sounds like a war did before Just look at tha war lore My ideas quickly become bangers I’ve got no fucking manners Climbing the coat hangers We still got some time left Not committing theft we are the best just look how we are dressed, golden chains Not missing trains, driving in the right lanes Even tho the song has come to an end our spirits remains. (Outro) Cheers to the hood, vibe's tight, G thang life, real and bright.