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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Smoke DZA
Performer
Mike & Keys
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Smoke DZA
Songwriter
Ab-Soul
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Mike & Keys
Producer
Lyrics
[Intro]
Kush got me
Yeah
Really
Right
Yeah
[Verse 1]
Colorful money in different currencies, fuck with me
Baggin' up inside of the DoubleTree, comfortably (Uh-huh)
Dead blocks, was only me and the tumbleweeds
Had a hundred, they funneled me, it was fun for me (Right)
Take what and leave the what? Bare fuckery (Bare fuckery)
Pussy ho runnin' a muckery (Uh-huh)
Luckily, I'm sucker free, good in my own company (Right)
I was on a solo mission
Me and Soulo been tight since my Polo visions (Uh)
Crackin' Actavis seals, I don't do no more sippin' (Ah)
Still a master with the P's and I don't know no limits
Yeah, through the ticker tape, it's a photo finish
Dumped some dollars in my little homie coco business (Uh)
Just a couple senseis and a dojo with it
Legendary ****, so prolific
You know what time it is
Ah, yeah
Ayy
Uh, man
Soulo
[Verse 2]
Went from Dale's Liquor to delis in the Bronx, ****
LAX to JFK, or LaGuardia, ****
From the East Coast to the East Coast
I walk light, but I still step heavier than all of you ****
My OG Rugby Thompson had me in Harlem
Me and Doe doubled back then, had him in Carson (True story)
That's why we locked in to the death
We was hidin' the TEC while double-cuppin' the Hi-Tech
Before you new **** knew what outside was
Ayo, Smoke (What's happenin'?)
Where the fuck is Shipes' buds? (Hahaha)
Right (Right)
Off a molly or a quiet, droppin' prophecies of quiet, the original premier
Rock was rollin' 'Woods quickly, cream, I chase infinitely
Breakin' breads with Shipes, everything kosher over here
And that was yesteryear
If I'm lyin', then I'm flyin', bitch
You know what time it is
Folk
[Outro]
Yeah, yeah, uh
On my way to Berlin
Yeah, rest in peace DoeBurger, I'm lightin' another one just for him
Yeah
We are the era
Cool culture will never die
Yeah
Light another one, put some clouds in the sky
Yeah
We goin' ten for ten
Yeah
Let's work, the 10/10
It's the voice of the plant with another passport stamp
Yeah
[Instrumental]
Put that out, the kids is comin'
Written by: Ab-Soul, Smoke DZA