verse 1:

To all my n***** who don't know what they doing
Who never was good students
We know you ain't stupid
This world just f***** ruthless
To n***** who ain't read a Bible
And ya spirit ain't reliable
To niggas that know church ain't the only place where truth is
To n***** that deserve they pursuit of
Happiness is Will Smith with a suit on
Tryna sell your product to the world, but they all wanna coupon
Losing your patience every time the rent due come
Hate the old rules and the new ones
'Cuz every time they change, you still get f****** with nuance
They don't want us ballin' 'cuz we too young
Jokes on them. we grew up
Or at least pretend to to keep the youth up
Slave ancestors. Lack of investors
Came so far, we aspire to be flexers
Rollin' in a Lexus. Sippin' wit the homies
Every day we get older. I wonder about the old me

interlude:
And that's not a bad thing
And not necessarily a good thing, it's just a thing
Like
We was here at one point
And I remember it so vividly
But now we here
And I'm experiencing it
And it's so vividly different

verse 2:
My raps getting too real or I'm getting too real for my raps
F*** around and find a fortune so I can bring it all back
I'm afraid that I'm living in my own little world
And I'm afraid that at any moment that this world could collapse
That's facts
Get too obsessed over women and money
That's racks
New ETF finna cost a n****
A stack
Tryna be fiscal, but you know where money lead you
A trap
Cards stacked against you? N****, what did you figure?
You black
Heart on my sleeve. Long sleeve all winter
My family ain't been together for dinner in a minute
I'm still alive still ponder my purpose for living
Still ashamed of some actions. Still hope I'm forgiven
We all do it for somebody. I do it all for my n*****
Do it all for my brother. All because I can't be dependent
Half of us ain't supposed to make it 40 more years. (That's crazy)
Worry bout that tomorrow
Let's celebrate while we here (And that's real)

K. Wood$ words of wisdom:
We grew up
We saw the 'Dox get shut down
Lexington Market get shut down, you feel me?
We tryna outlive everything at this point, you feel me?
You living forreal. That's hard!
made it to 25, you know?
And we gon make it to 50, you feel me?
Shit, we might make it to 75
I'm tryna make it to 100
You feel me?
Shout out to you if you black
Nah f*** that. Shout out to you especially cuz you black
We gon keep living, keep enjoying
We gon smoke good, eat good, drink good, make good music
That's the motto forreal
That's all I got to say
Lor stupid