South Philly, North Side, Oakland, Texas, Georgia

Black people, uh

Worldwide

Na what I'm sayin'?

This is for my nigga

Dumb and blind



They say a record aint nothin if it's not touchin', grippin'

draw you in close and make you wanna listen to it

and if you real ill at makin' music

the listna gonna feel like he living through it

that's how my nigga do it

I met Slacks back in like ninety-one rappin'

we went to Millersville to get away from gun clappin'

it aint last, i be in class dreaming 'bout fifty-thousand fans up in the stands

screaming out

Encore, yo I'm heading back to philly, nigga you rollin with me?

I'm tryna get busy

We walked dogs that was off the chain, lotta times at the shows people hardly

came

I just, took it in stride as a part of the game but inside

people down with me started to change

It was a couple thangs, little syrup, little pills

Instead of riding out on the road you'd rather chill

I know the way the pleasure feels, I'm not judgin'

but still I'm on a mission yo I'm not buggin

I got fam that can't stop druggin', they can't sleep

they can't stick to one subject and can't eat

it's people steady comin at me out in the street

like Riq yo what up with ya peeps, it gets deep nigga



(Chorus)

Yo, you need to walk straight masta ya high

Son you missing out on what's passin' ya by

I done see these streets suck a lotta cats dry,

but not you and I my nigga,

We got to get,

c'mon over, over, the water (x2)

yo, water (x2)



We done been through many meals a couple of deals

shared clothes and wheels, killed mics and reels

we done rocked shows abroad and slept on floors

trying to figure wh