[Verse 1: Kelechi]
I ain't twist my locs in like 6 months I been neglecting self
Drinking bad, eating worse, I been neglecting health
Young and naive bout this music, man we expected help
But if these bad refs tryna fix the game, I'll be Wreck-It Ralph
We crush it when we touch the block
Standard jackets, custom socks
They gon try to block us but we clutch, we just adjust our shots
Drop before the buzzer stop
Bench you where the buses stop
Young Samson, my dreadlocks
Try the standard, you bet’ not
Better know it's gone be a movie every single time you see that red box
Northsiders ain't photographers but they use the Canon for them head shots
And southsiders who will pull the toaster tryna make sure that their bread pop
It's funny at the most random moments
I appreciate what you said pops
When you walk the road in them busted sneakers
You appreciate when they deadstock
So if you pushing them pebbles, dodging that Bam Bam like its Bedrock
And thinking that you throwing in the towel boy you better not
You better not cause...
[Hook: Ezi]
Oh, whatever you need
I gotcha
I’ll be right there
No matter what
You’re going through
Aw yeah
I said whatever you need
I gotcha
I’ll be right there
I wrote this for you
You know I wrote this for you
Aw yeah
[Verse 2: Kelechi]
Inbox full of opportunities but a pocket full of promise
Couple hundred thousand soundcloud plays ain't gon' retire momma
I peep game from a birds eye view, this world a diorama
Tryna say something worth saying before I say my sayonaras
You know I asked the bill collector "Yo, can I pay in potential?
I got two installments of these bars and fire instrumentals."
It's harder than cement to make a check off what you're meant to
Cause they gon' try and gas you and bring you back like a rental
Cultivate reputations, I been farming my status
Haters bringing my name up, I pop up like a good neighbor
If they hate
Tell'em fix they face up
Make'em hit they brakes
If its they race
Then we lap’em
But never lacking in labor
Call me if you needa chat and
Tweet if you ain't got my jack and
Imma share the load with you when the globe is on your back like Atlas
That's all that matters, devoted to you
Signed. Sealed. And delivered. I wrote this for you
[Hook: Ezi]
Oh, whatever you need
I gotcha
I’ll be right there
No matter what
You’re going through
Aw yeah
I said whatever you need
I gotcha
I’ll be right there
I wrote this for you
You know I wrote this for you
Aw yeah
[Verse 3: Phay]
I pop an Ativan, I’m the man
But I don’t do it recreational
I just take it so that I can nap
Every night my mind be racin up
Bro, I got too much empathy
For every single person next to me
You got a problem, you can call on me
Best believe I’ll listen faithfully
Fuck the money, worry bout your health
I’m lovin’ everybody but myself
I just wanna see my homie grow
That’s my brother we go toe to toe
I knock him out he knock me out back
But we ain’t beefing this ain’t Outback
You coming for me, won’t allow that
Gwen Stefani boy, I doubt that
[Outro: Kelechi]
Ain't no point in giving yourself advice if you're not gonna take it, so if you talk then make sure you're listening, you know? I mean your parents came from across the world to be doing what you're doing. Take advantage of the fact that you live in America. I know it looks good, but don't you dare eat that forbidden fruit, bruh. You don' gambled and bet too much away for you to lose it all over some bull so stay focused, you know what I'm sayin' like, sometimes you gotta put it all on the line to get what you need. And when you do get what you need, then we'll start reaching, you know what I'm sayin', the people who you didn't think would be reaching, gon' be reaching so - so just be prepared for that. And tell them keep they hands down. And sometimes you might have to pretend what is happening isn't happening, and what isn't happening is happening, you know what I'm sayin', a little denial never hurt nobody. I guess I say all of that just to tell you it's gonna be alright, you know, all in all it's gonna be alright, whether it's bad. whether it's good, it's alright. You gon be a'ight. Sincerely, Kelechi. Oh yeah, PS...
