Boom shaka laka im a truth rocker

Cookin in the lab like its Serge Ibaka

Bars gold medallist, for the hell of this

I’ll turn devilish to settle this

Bugatti horsepower, took a long shower

Brush the smell of defeat, sensed my own power

A stroll down memory lane that took a whole hour

Since infinte em i had the pen plugged to call tower

Past hustle lane, when we had to make it off shoestrings

Entered the building, sold souls into a shoe craze

RealiZing Poseidon hustling water had a poor taste

I had a vision of fucking Bi****, being tour based

Drowning inside with liquor, ignoring God with more bass

Swirled in a vortex, cortex to court case

Easy as the abc’s when you look like the Ojays

Yall just want the old days, old tapes of Nas, snoop sipping OJ

Truth wisdom, Jay Elec, Beauge

We was showing you the scienze since the barber shops and Rose

Timeless, survived past the market drops In '08

Chorus:

Work all day, give all my dough

Wanna smoke one but ain't got no mo

How low, how broke can one go

Hit the bottom fast now its all I know

Don't push me cause Im close to the edge

Don't push me cause Im way too stressed

Verse 2

They ain't man enough, toni brax

S’why they throw me racks, only facts

Been the greatest, innovators

Imitate us, living dangerous

Godly spirit inundate us now we lax

Pops told me speak this to existence

I was in the bleachers beefing like the pistons

Ya street cred wiki, sticky situations

Had no other choice then to keep my distance

Luke Skywalker OG, Just to keep my eyes

Woke when the folks bo peep

Wonder why we get no sleep

When my brothers get shot in the street

Punk police using metal like the rock industry

Fuck commemorating prezie’s, Im out for truth

To rep me

Got my troops to help me, I can’t lose, don’t

Tempt me

We ain’t playing a friendly, make you move ya

Bentley

You capiche directly, tell a Karen, tell a Becky