Distant Free Party

[Verse 1: MoCo]
I gotta move different
Need me a coupe
With the roof missing
Pardon me if I been too distant
I’ve been stackin up
To act a fool with it
Homies they pull up to city of Angels
And I can’t tell em what to do in it
Just been with the party
In the Stu with it
Locked in on the mission
Tunnel the vision
Cause outside that shit I’ve been lost
I had to find myself
Cause the old me was gone
Yomp he knew something was wrong
He Ain’t how to ask
So instead he just gave me a Quran
Like please bro talk to god
Yeah that’s my dawg
I’m tryna get it like Bron
And bring all my niggas along
Word is my bond
Cus I’m from the end of the blue line
Knew that we do fine..
In due time
I Know this life shit can change
In a year just banking on
If I dont lose mine
Gotta stay solid
Pops like Mohamed
Go back to college
You need that degree
See I disagree
Told em became a professor
And now I hold lectures on beats