Fresh out the belly of the island

Into the heart of the city

T and them just hit the road

I had Sage and Nak and 'em with me

I thought the fodder was pretty

So I approached her

My first apartment was really covered with roaches

'Cause **** was really smoking

Gotta say that as of late

I been busy with business mostly

Got a tape? Catch a wave

Now you in the industry ocean

And missing out on your boat

I been figuring out my own fish

Home gets distant

We working I'm on the road again

Cold and his spirits is

Bursting up out the Trojan, man

Fridge full of spirits

And crib mirror, mirror

Let me hear why them ****

That's the peers, see and hear us

Then mimic the fucking motions man

Keep the circle closed

Let them **** front in the cul-de-sacs

Friendly with the chosen

The rest is getting the poker hand

Face-drinking smoker

It help me duck when emotion jab

Fame is the culprit

Who give me drugs without owing cash

Sipping 'til I melt

Never trying me, i'm diving

Falling victim to myself

Middle finger to the help

When it's problems I don't holler

Rather fix 'em by myself

When it's looking like it's quiet for you

This the shit to yell

This the shit right

Keep your chin high up

'Cause when she ain't fucking with you

Then her friend might

Let you get up inside, yup

Let this shit ride

You don't get it rocking

Like we do on this side ****

I blow a spliff before the ink dries on the paper

And lately I don't like shit, I been inside on the daily