[Verse 1: Bwe] I grew up out west, Lockwood, Ave used to beat my ass 'til I started fighting back Moved to OP, I was OC, Grew up with gorillas and snakes, niggas phonies Bad ass nigga, trash yellin' Kobe If you go Curry, I'ma go Tear drops flow over me, my ex get over me I witnessed the older me die in that death Why are we drones, so alive in gridlock Bad wedlock, used to make her bed rock bottom cape get, up like a headshot Head strong but dead wrong a landlocked dreadnaught Dread not shawty, uh, why play bad It's too many bad cops, it's too damn ops Fufu stand down, don't make JuJu stand up Do you some druff, dust you with these hands bruh bad as fuck, what I she a dancer I think she a But I'ma moon Move like a caveman, down comes the
Supa Bwe] Make way, space man Down comes the way, make space man Down the spaceman Make way, make man comes the spaceman Make way, make man Down the spaceman I'm so spaced
[Verse 2: I grew up Austin Ave where they used to my ass, yeah Started fighting back but I got my ass whooped Blood on the curb I learned to use my words And now the block tote Glocks like the purge I I ain't belong so I started writing songs I was looking for a home like Kanye on Cottage I was lowkey, like I caught a cold Still mopey, sad as fuck, in search of pot of That pot turned to dollars, then turned into adios Before the talk to grandma, she know where I be goin' To the moon and back and I haven't packed all my bags But I plan to land and then put my foot down and put the flag in Beauty around a pageant since I found what I was passionate 'bout Family adament my cap and a gown I can imagine it now, how happy sound If I to get a masters or at least a bachelor out, down