| Real n****, trill n****, b**** n****, squeal n****- |
| N***** wanna kill N****, how you pose to build with ‘em? |
| Slaves to the whip and chain still, in the field with em? |
| Damn right, son gon' shine like I’m dill pickles |
| Tall n****, short n****, y’all’s n*****? Broke n***** |
| My homies' souls made of gold, rich poor n*****- |
| Caught ‘em in the parking lot, ran up on by 4 n***** |
| Funny how the light inside the barrel take ya glow with ya |
| Off that, bag a b****, hit and never call back |
| Hurt woman, Broke woman, I know I’m the blame for that |
| Bad dreams, no sleep, sins tryin' to coat snatch |
| Free-er than I ever been, friends can’t coach that |
| How I’m pose look inside? Mirrors all broken glass |
| Daddy never see his son, grow up with yo broken a** |
| Henny heal the deepest wounds, take a shot the pain will pass |
| Take a shot for lost souls knocked up off the train tracks |
| Face facts, we been on the porch with our gold on |
| Since Kunta family got stole on |
| Might be in a loft a robe on… |
| Adidas slide, white socks, slugs in, listening to slow songs, don’t judge me |
| I been gettin' it right… |
| Survey says I’m a n**** 4 life |
| Brodie he been gettin' it right… |
| Coming home soon that’s my n**** 4 life (ayyye look) |
| Cuz he been getting it right… |
| He just flipped a home that’s my n**** for life |
| Mama she been gettin' it right |
| Thorough to the bone that’s my n**** 4 life |
| They see you eat watermelon, call you a n**** |
| They ain’t tell you that watermelon is filling |
| They ain’t tell you when the dollar crashes |
| The gold on yo neck will be a great way to feed yo children |
| Bear all these burdens Mowgli, act like you n***** know me |
| Know Who I’m coming with so I know that you n***** owe me |
| Ratchet and righteous wit' it I pull up in Hood & Holy |
| Snakes in the jungle wit' me just peep how the book’s decoded |
| With who I started with, me and Luke we’re like bible verses the way it was |
| written. For we… |
| Know that the dream is working, we come from that grandma loving |
| We come from land of perkys and where all the sprite be dirty, we lit |
| (Yeah) |
| I been gettin right… |
| Survey says I’m a n**** 4 life |
| Deante he been gettin' it right… |
| Finally dropped the album that’s my n**** for life (ayyye look) |
| 6 he got it right |
| Been a while since we spoke, but that’s my n**** for life (yeah) |
| The homies they been gettin' it right… |
| Yeah |