Verse 1

Aint too many real ni**as
In this rap s*t
[No no]
What my brother
Jimi Tents said

Couple fallen soildeirs
Got her callling
This my fifth 5th gig
Generation
Other
Guess you never got the hint is
Hint was
How come you do that
Act differently now
Blind to some fake friends
My guard is up now
I got too many problems and issues
Wonder how
I stay sane
Blame it on the
My last name
Homie Thats Yo own fault
Never pointing fingers
On this journey
Make me call my brother Canis
Be a whole notha' story
Its nothing you can ensure
The blacker the berry what
Enough is never enough
Be honest
The Rari plush


Only seeking the knowledge
Guidance
Gone to perfection
Memba' speeding to future
Reminisce on my collection
Iconic a understandemt
Push the whole gang here
Be clear
This my Daddy house
New new
Feels

Im talking
Too damn nice
Showed not told

Skip being polite
We got a whole different code

Motivation and greatness
Inspiring at its finest
Im just
Making sure THEM DOUBLE C M
DIAMONDS
CRUSHED OUTTA CONTROL
Crutch never before
Always one of the standards
Pay respect to my bros


Dont know who in attendance
Double back and they fold

Never asked for handouts
On my back
And Ive grown

Tell me what your 5 year is
Whats your 5 year
Transition to pure progress
Now the vibe fits
I have gotten so damn fed
Drinkin' herb water
Yeah lemon sliced
Thin
Formula starter
Mind frame think like at Harvard
And move like a Carter
The fire flame only comes harder
You know it the further

I got Niggas yeah
Nack
For
Killing all bests
Likd muder
So when u start talking
Bull
We looking like its unheard of