What’s up kid? What it is dude Up late watching cartoons Gotta stay in tuned Chilling in a dark room Never had a silver spoon Mom and Grandma did they best though Kept my ass in check bro Yeah they used to call me Fatso That was in the past though Now I got mad flow After my dinero Stacking up my pesos They hear me and they download These bars I unload Mouth full of gun smoke Man Scky you so dope Man, I know bro But I gotta let go Let go my ego Eggo What I say is fuego Took a break and had to lay low Now I’m back so let’s go Niggas on the same old shit Didn’t make no moves, didn’t make no sense Looking in the mirror like where my time went? I’m only getting older time to get on my shit I dropped out of school, haven’t been back since My scholarship gone, so fuck that shit I got student loans I gotta pay back quick I gotta get on So mom ain’t never paying rent Uh What’s up kid? What it is dude Trying to make these new moves Searching for a new groove What’s up kid? What it is dude Just trying to stay cool Living by my own rules I gotta get back to the basics Got to earn your stripes like some K-Swiss Old heads never made sense Try to give advice but can’t pay rent? Ignorance like that is dangerous Got they hand out trying to take shit Saying you gon’ fail before you make it Success so close I can taste it Martin Luther King with a dream Momma please let me chase it One day it’s gon’ make sense I won’t waste my intelligence Keep my education very relevant My voice is just an instrument My mind is what I’m gifted with I’m questioning the path I went Is this all by accident? Do I like this rapping shit? Even though that I’m passionate I’m very multi-talented Handle my checks and balances Knowledge is where the power is Please renew my scholarship Graduate like my father did Spitting some of the hardest shit Toilet bowls can’t even deal with it I’m hoping that you feeling this If not, I don’t give a shit For real Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Check me out yo What’s up kid? What it is dude Trying to make these new moves Searching for a new groove Yo What’s up kid? What it is dude Just trying to stay cool Living by my own rules What’s up kid? What it is dude What’s up kid? What it is dude

[Intro: Grandma] I seen you on TV the other day And I remember when you were young And you were rapping Boy, you can't rap! But look at you now... Hey! Get it boy! Oh! [Verse 1: Scky Rei] This that swig of liquor Grandma’s Kool-Aid out the pitcher Got a deal on the swisher This that shit that get no realer Let me paint yo’ ass a picture Just to let you know I feel you From the user to dealer I’m praying God gon’ heal you And heal us too Wish a brother stayed in school I influenced him too Acting like a got damn fool (uh) Twisting up his fingers, ain’t no want to be (wanna be) gangster (gangsta) Filled with so much anger (anger), only knew his dad as stranger (stranger) Putting himself in danger Glad the angels saved you God doing me favors Praying that you make it Every breath is sacred Please don’t ever waste it The bullets didn’t make it You got momma’s heart so don’t don’t break it cuz, You got all my pain All my struggle All my hustle All my love Everything you can want I give you my, ALL, Give you my all You got all my pain All my struggle All my hustle All my love Everything you can want I give you my, ALL, Give you my all [Verse 2: Scky Rei] You don’t need your dad You don’t need mines either We was brothers keepers Did my best to teach you Used ignorance to feed you Food for thought people Verbally mistreated you Didn’t treat you as an equal What am I supposed to do Feeling like I’m Boo Boo the Fool Every time we talk is attitude All I can do is fight for you Struggling with emotions Dealing with phone calls and commotion On the same boat floating to a crashing wave I’m just trying to stay saved Stay sane got dang My mindset has changed I can’t afford to bang All my niggas done changed We just trying to maintain I live for more than today Stuck between a rock and a hard place I just want you to be safe Don’t let your soul go to waste, cuz I learned from my mistakes The devil want a taste That’s the worst thing to face Trust me I relate We used to conversate I was in a darker place But I’m better now And I hope it aint too late cuz You got all my pain All my struggle All my hustle All my love Everything you can want I give you my, ALL Give you my all You got all my pain All my struggle All my hustle All my love Everything you can want I give you my, ALL Give you my all You got all my pain All my struggle All my hustle All my love Everything you can want I give you my, ALL Give you my all Da’Ron Hall… [Verse 3: INFNTLP] Pick your poison (HUH) Choose a witness (WHAT) Go inside and grab pistol (HUH) Choose a victim (WHAT) ‘Cause I'm above the law (HUH) Fuck the system (WHAT) Whip the pot and say a prayer (HUH) Then do the dishes (WHAT) Meet me at the you know where (HUH) Just be cordial (WHAT) Niggas out here preachin’ sermons (HUH) Like they immortal (WHAT) Demons wanna feed the serpents (HUH) They crossed the portal (WHAT) To Abyss Don't ignore ‘em (AHHHHH) You can't afford to

Let me tell you bout my kinfolk Lungs full of that indo Playing games on Nintendo Cheech and Chong on a speedboat (skrrrt) Living life high and fast Always slanging getting cash Got the Bible on the dash Praying we don’t crash Or the cops don’t pass Cuz we pushing on that gas (skrrrt) As we puff puff pass (skrrrt skrrrt) with the music on blast Smells like I passed gas Cuz the skunk is on blast And I just hit a dab And we ride with no tags No tags nigga, UH Yeah, UH Ride with no tags nigga Skrrrt skrrrt (skrrrt skrrrt) Yeah we ride with no tags Ride with no tags nigga Skrrrt skrrrt (skrrrt skrrrt) Got damn got damn

Look inside my eyes and you start to realize The devil has been inside all the moons I’ve been alive Struggling to survive eating chicken and hot fries Kool-Aid and a biscuit just to get me by The moment I turned five I started to visualize The demons filled up inside exploding within my mind Running through space and time with knowledge refined And my wisdom combined I start to understand time Go get yours cuz I’m gone get mine Some of y’all taking too much credit so I gotta decline Y’all niggas smelling y’all self but I don’t smell pine Bars too sloppy I’ll call y’all swine my nigga Who the fuck is that up in the window, staring at my kinfolk? Oh wait, that’s just my shadow always prepared to go to battle Niggas ain’t turning me into chattel, mind control up in your channel People on they high horse with no saddle Riding blind all up in the shadows Done lost they soul in the battle Going into war with no ammo uh my nigga Yeah ah oh oh Yeah ah oh oh Yeah ah oh oh Yeah ahhh Ridin' around town on the low I bet you don’t know I feel this all in my soul I bet you don’t know I’ve been grinding so damn hard now Niggas think that I’m on now Let me tell you something though I’m still going harder than ever before Ridin' around town with my kinfolk A nigga still broke We out here trying to get on though I bet you didn’t know About the blood sweat and tears And all of my fears about being stuck in the trap eating scraps Nah nah nah I ain’t having that God got a better plan than that Now I’m out on the road watching God bless us more, fasho Now a nigga got the glow illuminate your soul, fasho Ridin' around town with my kinfolk, I bet you don’t know Ridin' around town with my kinfolk, a nigga still broke, motherfucker

Uh yo yo Always was an outcast My cousin bumping OutKast Man I love they flow I truly didn’t know One day I’d have the glow Bruce Leroy on that hoe Sho'nuff didn’t know Now blessings at my door I can feel it in my soul This is where I need to go There is where I need to be I’m on bended knee Praying to Allah for the fruit of the tree So I can find this truth And give it to the streets I just want to find PEACE but the pain cuts deep Man it’s hard for me to sleep With these chains on my feet I’m a slave to the beat Some slave to the streets Man fuck the police Contrary to your belief I’m more than just a nigga Walking down the street I’m more than just a nigga Rapping on a beat I’m a reflection of GOD Open your eyes and see A powerful being the same color as me But to understand we Is to understand me Yeah we’re all black As far as I can see Seeing past color And find humanity The world needs Change It’s too ignorant for me Knowledge is the key Build with me Build with me y’all Learn with me Build with me Build with me y’all Now bare with me Build with me Build with me y’all Now fuck with me Build with me Build with me y’all Learn with me Build with me Build with me y’all Now bare with me Build with me Build with me y’all Now fuck with me Build with me Build with me y’all Fuck with me (Build with me) And learn with me (Build with me) Oooh My nigga ahhhh Learn about yourself Practice good health Create mental wealth Put a value to yourself Put a value to yourself, man Learn about yourself Practice good health Create mental wealth And put a value to yourself Put a value to yourself

What’s your name Where you from What you do Who you hang with who your crew You say I’m talking smooth But I’m talking with a groove Just to make your body move Dancing juking to the tunes I’m just trying to see Who you are Who you be Maybe you and me Can hang out ‘til about two or three Do you smoke Can you sing Do you got big dreams Or enjoy the little things Do you Lion King If not end the conversation please Nah not really I’m just tripping of the weed What you mean I’m not tryna get up in your jeans I just want a little bit of conversation Can you please, can you please just Vibe out and chill out Let the sex come Don’t worry about it now Pass the blunt around Feel the power of sound Watching everybody at the party Go and get down, get down yeah Having conversation with you With you, with you, yeah Having conversation with you With you, with you With you, with you, yeah Talking bout that good shit Mentally feeling Goodrich Enjoying your flavor Let me savor please Do me favor unlock your... Chamber of command Understand who I am like yo Sam I Am I don’t like green eggs and ham I’m just a black man That makes music and jam No peanut butter But I’ll spread you All over the covers Undercover lover Funny like Undercover Brother Too funky for myself Unleash the beast Like Pootie Tang with a belt Google it if helps This conversation went well Having conversation with you With you, with you With you, with you, yeah Having conversation with you With you, with you With you, with you, yeah

[Verse 1: Scky Rei] Walked in Feeling good vibes No I'm not high But I be alright And yes I feel tight And yes I just might Get high as a kite Let me take my flight Let me take my flight No this ain't my life but it is for tonight We gon' be alright Checking out different heights Let's start the night UH [Pre-Chorus: INFNTLP & Scky Rei] Everybody getting lit as fuck Ain't nobody here getting buck One call and you'll get stuck Ain't nobody here stuck up It's all peace all love Pour more in my cup Yeah fam it's all love Pass that light it up [Chorus: Scky Rei] Oh shit bruh it's lit Let me tell you 'bout this shit I'm smoking Oh shit bruh it's lit Puff puff pass, enjoy the moment Oh shit bruh it's lit Close your eyes and you start floating Oh shit bruh it's lit Let me live for the moment GO Bic la flame Bic la flame (Woop!) Bic la flame Bic la flame Bic la flame Bic la flame (Damn) Bic la flame Bic la flame (Bic la flame) [Verse 2: Gerald Walker] When you come around keep the energy If you wanna test our energy Nigga pockets grinnin' like dispensaries Boy I keep it short like Pistol Pete Boy I saw your girl, I whistled she Turn right around and she signaled me To come through, now I'm in her room With her top off like Kennedy I saw those threats and they tickled me But they was hard to hear Like the signal weak I don't play those games No trick or treat Don't need [?] text, Snapchat, or Tweet If it's drama then I'm gonna [?] You niggas face to face any time or week I like light skinned, thick women Skinny dark ones that resemble [?] If she's a nice girl and she's not a freak She could kick a rock right up the street Yeah they forgot you but they remember me Told you back back, give me 50 feet I'm a OG, I puff OG, was going OD back in '03 I go Kobe, you go to police You in the nosebleeds, I'm in the floor seats When I was fourteen I could foresee Me and four bad bitches in a Four Seasons I go hard all four seasons Me and Scky Rei in four speed When I set a goal, of course I'll be there We was poor, and now we eatin' Hey yo man shout out to the whole Omaha, Scky Rei, BXTH, Gerald Walker... [?] [Chorus: Scky Rei] Oh shit bruh it's lit Let me tell you 'bout this shit I'm smoking Oh shit bruh it's lit Puff puff pass, enjoy the moment Oh shit bruh it's lit Close your eyes and you start floating Oh shit bruh it's lit Let me live for the moment GO Bic la flame Bic la flame (Woop!) Bic la flame Bic la flame Bic la flame Bic la flame (Damn) Bic la flame Bic la flame (Bic la flame) [Ending: Juando] Don't fail me now You know I smoke it by the ounce 'Cause I don't need nothing now Weed and only weed Don't fail me now You know I smoke it by the ounce 'Cause I don't need nothing now

Man I’m out here lurking Putting work in That’s for certain Hear the bird chirping (chirp!) Pull up in the whip like skrrrt See the ski mask Yeah I’m finna do dirt Look at me wrong And you might get hurt Look at me now Head up in the clouds Puffing on loud I ain’t never coming back down This that new wave New wave new sound Motherfucker get down Down with team And the dream Y’all better go fuck with that Making this money This cream Y’all niggas can’t hold us back Run it back, run it back To the endzone Game on Got my team on OMA jersey on Got my team strong Finna put the city on Got my mind blown Ain’t no fucking time zone Yeah I’m off nigga Yeah I’m off Yeah I’m off nigga Yeah I’m off Off centered Yeah I’m off Yeah I’m off nigga Yeah I’m off Off centered Off with the crew now What you really gon’ do now You looking real scared now Don’t get beat like a stepchild The squad getting buck wild My nigga this the lifestyle, lifestyle What you really know about A-know about The OMA showing out A-showing out All my goons coming out A-coming out What you really know about Know about a young god from the Northside From the slums where niggas die? Police terrorize only on the Northside Tears on the inside Only on the inside Killers will never cry No feelings inside That’s what is televised Media be telling lies We all gods on the inside Uh Niggas think they ready for the new shit But you haven’t even heard the old shit When you hear this You’ll be like “oh shit” Where y’all niggas from OMA bitch, Yeah we off nigga Yeah I’m off Yeah I’m off nigga Yeah I’m off Off centered Yeah I’m off Yeah I’m off nigga Yeah I’m off Off centered Niggas think they ready for the new shit But you haven’t even heard the old shit When you hear this You’ll be like “oh shit” Where y’all niggas from OMA bitch, Yeah we off nigga

[Verse 2: INFNTLP] I hug the block with subtle movement Watch the soil drift inside roots and grow the tulips Teacher tailored student Real niggas do this Head first without a blueprint On my Stanley Kubrick Always shining I sustained the coolant Refrigerated my chalice And remained the coolest Split my mind via palette I try to find my balance so my mental can float No remorse for the unwise, let me scribble my notes If you can cross uncharted waters then I’d tell you that’s dope If not, you wouldn’t get it like an inside joke You a pessimist, praying for high hopes Downplay my vision like you downplayin’ blind folk This is what I wrote My senses need maintenance Blood clotted niggas need a shift in their platelets This that black and brown colored mosaic God gifted me with this natural born cadence, it’s basic