[Produced by OnGaud]
[Verse 1: Mick Jenkins]
Started from the bottom of the map
Move to the Chi like fifth grade
Running like the water from the tap
Move with a mind like what switch blades see
I ain’t never been the type of nigga that'd change with the fame, you could put it in quotes
Been down to ride for my niggas had pegs, on a Mongoose sitting on spokes
Pant cuffs sitting on the peanut butter loafs
Living on the rim of the glass of the water
Don't you see people out here pimping your hope
Living on a whim, lower class getting slaughtered, killed
Niggas in the streets on the pipe no kilt, it's a skirt motherfucker you know it
Pull the triggers to the beats
Taking lives, no guilt
Got the summer feel like it's snowing, cold
Shoulders, murders, mowed us down
Damn, you could tell these niggas need a drink
Sun get hotter streets get colder, damn
You could tell these niggas need a drink
Spit his flow like is coming up the sink
And the shit hot like it's coming in the mink
Never dumb it down, make a dumb nigga think
Ginger in his tea make a dumb nigga drink
Grippin your heart and grippin your soul
Grippin that iron, I’m dropping that zinc
Gotta move smart I didn’t learned from the dope
Just what I’m gonna do, with the coke and the ink
Like oh no, they locked a nigga up for smoking purple
I’m free, I’m screaming, "free my niggas" 'til the world blow
I’m screaming "free my niggas" 'til the world blow
Save Money she gonna do it for the free
[Verse 1: Mick Jenkins]
Started from the bottom of the map
Move to the Chi like fifth grade
Running like the water from the tap
Move with a mind like what switch blades see
I ain’t never been the type of nigga that'd change with the fame, you could put it in quotes
Been down to ride for my niggas had pegs, on a Mongoose sitting on spokes
Pant cuffs sitting on the peanut butter loafs
Living on the rim of the glass of the water
Don't you see people out here pimping your hope
Living on a whim, lower class getting slaughtered, killed
Niggas in the streets on the pipe no kilt, it's a skirt motherfucker you know it
Pull the triggers to the beats
Taking lives, no guilt
Got the summer feel like it's snowing, cold
Shoulders, murders, mowed us down
Damn, you could tell these niggas need a drink
Sun get hotter streets get colder, damn
You could tell these niggas need a drink
Spit his flow like is coming up the sink
And the shit hot like it's coming in the mink
Never dumb it down, make a dumb nigga think
Ginger in his tea make a dumb nigga drink
Grippin your heart and grippin your soul
Grippin that iron, I’m dropping that zinc
Gotta move smart I didn’t learned from the dope
Just what I’m gonna do, with the coke and the ink
Like oh no, they locked a nigga up for smoking purple
I’m free, I’m screaming, "free my niggas" 'til the world blow
I’m screaming "free my niggas" 'til the world blow
Save Money she gonna do it for the free
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