text: Ive known Kells since I was like eleven. We met in like sixth grade you know what I mean? Kells held me down a lot, my cousin Mikey held me down a lot. And thats really it, people fall off real quick when youre in here
  Ay tellem Ima need a minute, damn
  My heads fucked up
  I be thinkin jail whenever hearem say they need a sentence
  I be in the booth zoned out
  They say they just need a couple lines
  And all the years on the road got me thinkin blow
  Even though they just wanted some bars like jail time
  See there I go, somebody take this drink from me
  I love my bitches all
  Please God dont let them take none of the pink from me
  And since you need a filler for the dead space
  Sorry I had to get my head straight one of the homies back home caught a fair case
  And how Im suppose to feel
  When Im in Hollywood tryna get a couple mil
  And I just got a call that my dawg got killed
  And maybe it wouldnt have happened if I wouldnt have been outchea but
  Even still, even back when Dub had a job cuttin steel
  Even back when we was on the block up the hill
  On Hundred Thirty-First there was blood gettin spilled
  I aint re-invent the wheel mothafucka
  This is how it is where I live mothafucka
  Semis and the blue nose pit mothafucka
  Just in case they run up in the crib mothafucka
  Got kids mothafucka
  Fuck you think you knew about me?
  Got a question? I dont even want to talk to you, ask them
  They the ones that grew up around me
  Kept it one-hundred percent same crew till the end
  Kells
  Its deeper than that, you know what I mean? In so many years and all the shit we been through. Thats definitely my brother. I do for him, he do for me. And it was always like that. Aint shit change. Same mothafuckas we grew up with. Were still boys
  He never really been for the bullshit, hes one hunned
  Ay Ima need about an hour
  And a first class ticket, wait
  Make that a jet and a champagne shower
  Oh I aint rich yet
  Fuck it I can make a dollar and a dream work
  I was on the cover of the double X-L
  I aint talkin bout the big T-shirt
  Lace up Im finna run circles round squares in these Nike Airs
  Finna go hard with my dawgs that were right there
  Finna treat songs like a mothafuckin pound
  And flip an empty house to a mothafuckin crowd
  Know what Im talkin bout ,yes sir
  Errbody better pay respect this year
  I be in the Land with a steel texture
  Object in the waist just in case they test first
  Bitch Im from the east side, east side, watch First 48
  I owe nobody, just know I rep, rep OH, get it?
  Fuck it if you dont Im just ventin like I use to do like these
  Rappers I will never mention
  How stupid are you?
  To think i would give you my attention
  When youre nothin but a peasant and I am a fuckin legend
  Can you feel that?
  Once we got to our high school, they werent teachin shit. So we would just go do whatever, get some money, whatever. But we were was always good at kickin it though. He would want to battle and shit, you know what I mean? Like he said he wanted to rap, so we would push into random battles at school. You know what i mean? I just knew one of us would make it in something. You know what i mean and i just felt that