Yo Pulled up in all black like dark monks Came in smellin' like Versace As soon as we sparked, stunk... [*scoffs*] I feel her sadness when I hear My heart thump, it skip a beat for her I might have died just Drivin' across the street for her I want all my people inside of a sleek Porsche At least when I'm deceased then My peeps can still floor it From police and have a chance in Supreme Court Because we came a long way from kissin' feet for ya' Nigga I'm not sorry I can't be your (Nigga!) In a past life I was piss poor And all this school shit just tryna' make you miss course Ironically... I'm just tryna' keep you informed Like, George Washington had slave teeth... I can put the knowledge to rhythm That's why you pay me I'm out in Compton with my niggas bumpin' Jay-Z And smokin' spliffs to the face, this shit is so wavy Still tryna' do ayahuasca in a rain forest They looked at us and thought pockets was finna' rain for em Hell nah I'm in a plane countin' the dots like a train course You in the field, but me and my squadron trained for it In the smog... Fog Nü