Front porchin it, weather hot as a sauna
Or natives to California in a truck by where the border is
Finally escaped the mentality I was brought up in
****** wearing Jordans but ****** pockets is quarterless
Friday just another day, I don’t know another way
Home is where I’m good so I wear my slippers on the stage
Corporation just slavery by another name
I be sittin close to the window just waiting for the rain
Solo dolo, KOTA don’t **** with no hoes
All y’all ********* just treat each other like yo yo’s
People steady looking for money, power, and logos
Most those people only happy in their photos, ugh
I rather stick it out for something real
Only want it if it’s authentic and that’s the way I feel
That’s the way I feel