Letras
This the closest some of y'all gon' get to having eye contact with me
You ain't gotta like me but you'll feel me
To all my brothers
Big Brian, Nate and Gilberto
Fuck a limit and a dress code
We crossing state lines
Let's preach the gospel in Alberta
Words echo
How'd you like a Drake flow?
My faith
My credentials
I wanna be a man that got God as the main guide
A statue in pain's eyes and a family to teach God
That's the American in me
My work ethic- the Mexican
I get nostalgic on the road
Mac made me sad with ROS
Kendrick speakin' fuelin' my soul while on business
To all my brethren
If it's joy or grievin
No tear's gonna turn to a hand
Pick up the pieces
2tone cheesin
Less is more, the globalist that flew here said so!
Okay the chamber's paid off
Ayo fuck a corporate bot and the Harvey Specters
Millionaires Row lookin' pretty empty this time of year
The streets look like a Travis festy
What is your religion?
I like blondes and instrumentals
Can I live?