[Intro]
Right, right
Right, right
Right, right

[Verse 1: Dave East]
If there's a ghetto in heaven I hope that's leaked address
Whole pockets empty, was mad stressed
The block had to study like math test
Fuck it, jump out a bucket, I'm thuggin' in public
My life in a rush and nobody can touch it
I climbed out the gutter eating bread and butter
Jealous of my living struggle with my mother
Did it with my brother, grew up with my cousin
Blew up on these niggas, they can't even stomach
I ain't asked for nothing, I ain't asked for nothing
I was out here hustling, nickel to a onion, onion to a plate
Shadow got me zoning, conversate with omens
Momma told me "Son [?] diploma"
Cooking in the kitchen, crack was the aroma
Pots full of powder, sit on a napkin, let it dry, we riding
Any block we sliding, AMG kitted
I been so committed, shorty so explicit
Everything I got on, you know it's expensive
Everything I get on, critical condition
Run up on this money, I would always listen
Tryna make it happen in front of Pooch's building
Early in the morning I was waiting on a package (True story)
Global now, getting bookings all across the atlas
I roll up the gladness and watch out for badges
My bitch is the baddest
Life is worth much more than a Patek
Always elite, can't do nothing average
He got in a beef, he ain't really know the game he didn't really know was jacking
It was like 20 degrees outside, they took off his jacket
I seen a lot of my homies change up when I started rapping (A lot)
I fell out with my plug 'cause he started taxin'

[Interlude]
Uh-huh
Yeah
Uh-huh
1,2,1,2,1,2
1,2

[Verse 2: Loyle Carner]
Uh-uh, 'bout time
Bump Dave East on the south side
In a love seat on the frontline
Feel deep in the backseat where the clouds higher
Brown eyes, 5'9"
All that type and about mine
In the same old spot [?]
[?] everybody wanna talk about grime
What I knew about rap
Never handled [?]
Never handled [?] that, facts
I was [?]
[?] kids ready to attack in fact
[?] I was laying on my back
Yo, I never could forget that beating
[?] to relive that evening
Laid broke with my head swole bleeding
Metaphor for this life I'm leading
All the terms I was leaving
[?] for the nights I'm grieving
[?] even
No comeback season
I got left with a bunch of scars
I'm on a track with younger Nas
I better come correct cause everybody gotta [?] connect
[?] I was a hoarder
What you know about bricks and mortar
Straight to the [?] ice in the water
Was a private, call her [?]
Fresh hair cut with a side parting and a border
[?]
Keep the champagne, not a [?]
[?] not a real rap follower
If it's all shat like a champagne swallower
I'll leave you in a twist like Oliver
When I borrow an emcee's shit, don't copy you
I'm saying real words, don't bother you
[?]
[?] saying that the streets don't love me and I love them
Please don't trust me, I don't trust them
Still wanna touch me, [?] than it does them
'Cause [?] dirt
See it from the stains on my shirt
I was raised on my J's, wasn't raised in no church
Raised in the states, label my worth like
Label my worth like

[Outro]
Dave East
Loyle Carner
DJ Shadow, Big Shadow