while I'm story telling ya got me yellin take me back to the place where I was dwellin. two young brothers and they feelin it look towards that thug life now I'm Killin it spittin bout what I seen and my fans is feelin it for real I was dealin it from school to the streets, even the family picnic. I shut em down in my town make bodies hit the ground, got hoes comin round while a nigga tryna cop pound. let's start with my stompin grounds they call it maryvale where nigga always on bail cause the drugs make em fail and they face looking pail while they mom's pray hail Mary full of Grace. now everybody fails but I keep on trying cause when I get that mail I know I'll gone sail round the golden coast now my team makin a toast while I fuck with these hoes my lights go down my door gone closed but for what we don't love them hoes