Intro 
So, so we, so we did it? 
Yeah, yeah 

Verse 
Pray for the people 
I make up the easel?first,?then paint what?I see through 
The maze, I'm an?eagle, spend a day up at the creek 
We got the same amount of heat too, but they not as regal 
Crudités not gon' cut it, cut it slight 
Braids brought out my eyes 
I saw a light, I was nine 
Told my nigga Miles we might gon' be aight 
Guess I was right, twenty-five was a quarter to life 
I'm on it, I strike, trials 
Tricknolog' you fond of, I don't even like 
The socialite reformed, alone every night 
Post-performance, dizzy in the corner, boy, it wasn't nice 
Learnin' how to get grimy 
Pick a pole to grab and flip 
Ho, we gon' shake something now 
I got some time this year 
I'ma go ten rounds and dip out, what time is it? 
Mami Wata, shawty blew the fish out 
Piscean just like my father, still got bones to pick out 
For now let's salt the rims and pour a drink out 
And sip (Mmh)