Verse 1

I'm not internationally known
but my cro's internationally grown
bredas with big capacity loans
try to tell me how to live my life without debt
32 years without an ac
and I'm still here survive off more sweat
try to be the boss i say that shit often cuz i been a slave too long to for get
try to rise above the downs in my ends on a parachute wave not touched the floor yet
true talk yeah i aint touched the floor yet
fake gangsters aint clutched a four yet
and i'm in a block i wish was a mansion driving in a ford i call a corvette
and i don't care for what they call rep
was never in the game for lots or more sex
big up danger 's got amsterdam locked
pimp them hoes don't pamper no sluts
trying to make a raise above whats expected so i spend my days avoiding those cops
so i spend my days avoiding those cells
1st step staying away from those courts
tryna stay away from those at all costs
living for the dough your souls so off course
and I'm

certainly not the 1st person to tell u
that they'll never give it for free if they see they can sell u
so i keep it lit for the dark
or simple sit in the park
and keep it lit for them days that no one would give us a spark

Verse 2

chilling with a chic and a zoot
parachute life from the speakers in the boot
had a good life so if i should die now i'll be satisfied that is why i'm telling u the truth
cuz its been hard in my life for so long
till cro came around made me see i'm so strong
now i just chill with the zoot or the bong
and a chic with a like mind so we toke on
me i'm so gone
floating away in the clouds
on the ami smoke got a breda feeling quite proud
cuz i feel like I'm part of the new generation
that all do the shit that they say we not allowed
too
see the feds all surround
u
just for being a brown
youth
this shits gotta stop its 2013 and they still think the brown's
proof

cuz i been working hard and keeping cake
and eating less and not sleeping great
and try keeping fit while not leaking papes
u wanna gamble first see how steep the stakes
are
wanna battle see how deep the greats
are
wanna race see how cheap the brakes
are
wanna war see how weak your mates
are
when the shit hits the fan
me I'm in a parachute floating over land
bredas couldn't kneel in the spots where i stand
and never in your life will u see another man like me
not a boss not underdog fan like me
not a stoner that rolls a whole gram like me
or a loner that spends a whole grand like me
or friend that will lend u both hands like me