[Verse 1]
Front porchin it, weather hot as a sauna
Or natives to California in a truck by where the border is
Finally escaped the mentality I was brought up in
Niggas wearing Jordans but niggas pockets is quarterless
Friday just another day, I don’t know another way
Home is where I’m good so I wear my slippers on the stage
Corporation just slavery by another name
I be sittin close to the window just waiting for the rain
Solo dolo, KOTA don’t fuck with no hoes
All y’all muhfuckas just treat each other like yo yo’s
People steady looking for money, power, and logos
Most those people only happy in their photos, ugh
I rather stick it out for something real
Only want it if it’s authentic and that’s the way I feel
That’s the way I feel