Whatuptho Murs & 9th Wonder

[Verse 1]
Long live the Kane back, fuck cocaine rap
Twenty years later, niggas stuck in the same trap
I'm tryna slide through the game on a hoverboard
They still buying pork rinds from the corner store
We more advanced how we handle ours
Riding through the lane with Noa James on the handlebars
Tryna push the bigger picture
Spinach, kale and celery sticks be the elixir
Yup 9th on the mixer, the final adventure
New jam only the true fans allowed to enter
Z-U-L-U the nation here to tell you
Be careful of the media and what they tryna sell you
I'm tryna sell too, have a million followers
But never sell out just to get my dollars up
This is for all of us, lovers and the free thinkers
Rosay sippers and the green tea drinkers, yeah

[Chorus]
What's up fam, what's up bro
This is the jam, whatup though
Whatup though, whatup though
Whatup though, whatup though
What's up fam, what's up bro
This is the jam, whatup though
Whatup though, whatup though
Whatup though, whatup though