[Intro: Mez & Anderson .Paak]

Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

I be on no no no

Leave me all alone lone lone

Put it on flow flow flow

Put it on flow flow flow

Booty on go go go go

I be 'round with you girl, you want it

I be 'round with you girl, where I go

I don't go, I don't go

You don't go where I go, no

Where I go, no

[Verse 1: Mez]

I might do 140 on the PCH (fuck up out my face)

For all the times these n***as playa hate (fuck up out my face)

Sometimes man, the world and all its weight (fuck up out my face)

Feel like when your side bitch say shе late (fuck)

I'm in the housе n***a, Biltmore

It's somе legends that could vouch n***a, a rеal star

Went from sleepin' on yo' couch n***a to real far

Teachers thought I'd only sip Henny and steal cars

Fuck all you hoes

Shit so tough, I hit the bar

Lil' jazz joint, where they play guitar

No bad hoes, just cheap cigars

Act like they can't sweep like Steph to Bron

I be in there, thinkin' how I'm blessed for sure

God got me but rest assured

I got friends and fam who'd kill for the boy

And bring techs to my side like tech support, yeah

Man sometimes my life fell apart like Ikea shit

When you move it twice, but I'm back, I ain't hot

Maury said that that's a lie

They said you gon stay that way

I said, n***a, show you right

Motherfucker, show you right

[Chorus: Anderson .Paak]

Yuh

I'll be grown like my grandaddy one day

I'll be swole like my bro, Andy (come another bitch and change your wrist woes)

I'll be cold like December in Kansas (cold)

One day they gon know (gon know, gon know)

They don't know you gon blow 'til you make it (no)

You don't make it 'til you know you gon blow (they don't make it)

When you callin' me askin' for them favors (no)

I just say hell nah (hell nah)

I just say hell nah

[Verse 2: J. Cole]

Live from southside Raleigh

Me and young Mez, we just switched places

Just four years ago, I was lost in the land of the snakes

Known as the Matrix

Checkin' my text message from wifey

Thinkin' damn we not gon' make it

At this rate, I'm bound to break her heart

And end up in one of them fake relationships

You see on IG with a rapper and some famous chick

Where everything look perfect on the surface

But just wait a bit

That paint'll chip

Can't maintain the front, Shade Room gon' play the clip

And say this ain't some shit I should've left the one I came in with for

Now what was my point sometimes I go too far

Oh yeah, King Mez, you star

You got new deal, Doc Dre, new car

LA, belly of the beast where they

Feast on n***as like us from the Southeast

Well here go some game

Get you a bitch that don't care 'bout the fame

Make sure she call you by government name

That way you never become what you playin'

So many people get lost in this shit

N***as be frontin' so I'm feelin' sick

I'd like to use a lil message from Hov

You was who you was when you got in this bitch (bitch)

That's why I brought it back home and I'm posted for good

Built me a house so I'm close to the hood

Behind the crib is a whole bunch of woods

One day my son gonna climb up a tree

Momma gon say he remind her of me

I'ma reflect on my days in the West

And hope my n***a Mez is as honored as me

To see

The top of the game has still remained himself

Bet against him, bitch, hang yourself

Cole is the goat, bitch, hang yourself

NC shit, bitch, hang yourself

Momma used switches, ain't no belt

You can yell help but it ain't no help

Hell nah

N***a

[Chorus: Anderson Paak]

Yuh

I'll be grown like my granddaddy one day

I'll be swole like my bro, Andy (come another bitch and change your wrist woes)

I'll be cold like December in Kansas (cold)

One day they gon know (gon know, gon know)

They don't know you gon blow 'til you make it (no)

You don't make it 'til you know you gon blow (they don't make it)

When you callin' me askin' for them favors (no)

I just say hell nah (hell nah)

I just say hell nah

[Verse 3: Mez]

That Carolina water murky

But you give a fuck when you thirsty

I was thirsty workin' at TJ Maxx

And bad bitches at my workplace

Holdin' and foldin' the clothes

Go to the aisle, with Polo cologne

Do me a spray 'fore my manager see me

N***a, I ain't payin' to take this shit home, shit

Back home, when a n***a got the whip

We would always say that he got the flows

If we ever say that you off the furl

That would mean the Off-White got your nose

Real man stand, whether right or wrong

Can't be lukewarm, only hot or cold

Shit, most n***as got the Rolls

Sold they souls like Dr. Scholl's

Make your visit to the well, dawg

Make a wish and never tell, dawg

That's my homie from a cell, y'all

I should really send him mail, y'all

Should be makin' visits to his cell

Homie say he good, I can never tell, ya'll

Sometimes I wish that we could switch spots

What you say? N***a, hell nah