[Medhane]

Tryna ghost but i swerve round

Treat me like i’m worthwhile

Hopping turnstiles

Coppin kush let it burn down

Hold my herd down, moving with the pack

Never fold or break or crack

Feeling like geronimo pratt

I been a soldier

Wiser than the cobra

Dream holder

Incubate, they tryn infiltrate

Waves inundate, indicate me and my niggas great

Hoodied up on winter days

Look thru the windowpane

I had to feel the rain

Let the wind hit my face

Know i ain’t been the same

But i been in my ways

Play the crib till the temp rise

Spliffing, reminiscing on the best times

They weaker than my left eye tryn test mine

I keep my head high

I couldn't rest mine

Couldn't rest mine

[Hook]

Leave it to the time

See the sun above us in the sky

I ain't running imma fly

Only wantin what is mine