Verse 1: VeuveRAY

I'm really a quiet guy that likes National Geographic

Tattoos on women, smokin' blunts in traffic

I turn down, then turn up in the span of a minute

Niggas did get older, mad parties, plenty women

By the age of 26 got me thinkin' like I'm 30

I need a gold tank, so I'm thinkin' like I'm Percy

Got a big circle, but no new niggas

Just different states, different countries and true killers

I get 100 deep, just to ring the alarms

And walk the streets like Malcolm when Brother Johnson was harmed

Homies went to dressin' like women, y'all still Doubt Fire

That's why I'm just paintin' pictures like Stephen Wiltshire

I got bars that'll make you wanna Google shit

And I got broads that'll make you wanna lose ya bitch

It's not far between dreams and what soon exists

When you work smart and leave the hard for the stupid kids

I love LA, donuts from Winchells

And a queen that breaks down buds of kush on a big bill

She sent her baby daddy out to get a Kids Meal

Just to let me get her number and to see her tits are real

We in Long Beach smokin' with the OG's

Or out Harlem gettin' dour by the OZ

I been writin' prolific shit since 0-3

Still rockin' Jordans OG's, sippin' Old E

My nigga Jus hit me up and he told me

"it's time to take the game", and I'm down as the Co-D

Verse 2: Au JuS

Bless-ed is them students that can teach you somethin'

Stoppin' that fuck shit, but making sure the reefer's comin'

Remainin' calm even though the Reaper's comin'

I sat and wondered...dug deep until I rediscovered repercussions

I try to do right, but the Preacher struggles

It's hard to get off the beaten path

When you can't even reap percussions

Beating to my own drum, 25 and unsung

High-strung and hungover on instrumentals, with a humdrum mental

Ridin' waves that Noah's Ark couldn't get thru

But it ain't no issue

Nope

Shiiiit

Fear not, uh uh, for Him know

That even thugs create tear-drenched pillows

Wipin' they nose, bustin' a 'rillo, tryna smoke the pain away

Lost in them clouds, cuz we're searchin' for a brighter day

So what are you reflectin'?

Is it oppression, is it oppression, is it obsession?

What's the best at naming you?

It don't matter dog, cuz nowadays they all interchangable

And synonymous

The real war is within, what you conquerin'?

And excuse me if I'm hittin' home

But my mind don't know, where these rhymes might go

All I know is I had to lose myself to find my soul

Bridge:

And I don't know how it started, but y'all gon' let me finish

Sophomores 'til the endin' and new beginning (3x)

And I don't know how it started....