Hook
So what's good
You living like you should the best that ya could
So what's good
You keeping the faith when ya tryna stay great
So tell me what's good

Yo what's good y'all
I haven't heard from you since last fall
Wouldn't have guessed our last call was our last straw
I think bout my childhood homies who used to know me
Every single day while we tryna get paid.
But how y'all doing
Hope your career is fluent
Some of y'all in the military shooting
While others are on drugs in life losing
How's the wife how's the kids
How's the husband how's the gig
What you been up to the past 7 years
Hopefully not whispering in the devil's ears
Did you make it in your trade
Have you been getting laid Getting paid selling slaves or repping gangs
How's the crib, how's the family
You got a bitch? Is she damaging?
How you been since your last heart break
How was the wedding I couldn't partake
Congrats on your first child you know they beautiful
I'm still tryna freestyle while I got this Doobie rolled
I miss our walks, our talks, our debates and mistakes.
Matt bubba and I would constantly rhyme to kill time, while Nate would retaliate we be rapping great
Just cuz we grew up don't mean I'm not around
Still in the same town tryna make people proud
Just cuz we lost contact doesn't mean I won't respond back
"Yo 98prynce, yo next track I'm tryna be on that"

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To all my people that died your names will continue to shine your memories rise all of us cried when we heard about fleeli-eli
Shits insane when we heard about Nick defresne the biggest of pain was when the kid gets laid.
Nobody our age should be put to rest we try to look the best but it shook our neck when they took our sweat.
This is for matt, for Nick, for Eli and for Vic.
Ever since Adam Milton the world started tilting
Pray for better days but it's still shitty
We just gotta carry on they're legacy while they rest in peace, the lesson we see is how we'll feel blessed to be.
If we stopped talking cuz we grew older
Just know I'm few numbers over and one car ride closer
If we stopped talking cuz of big beef and I don't trust you
All I have to say is... fuck you.
To all my supporters that joked about jumping the border, you'll be safe during the new world order.
To the browns brothers when we used to clown others
Congrats on the success I know you feel blessed.
Thanks to gamalier for serving our country, war isn't funny but you keeping us lucky.
If y'all bullied me, just know you forgiven cuz while I'm living I'll forever be spitting and winning.
I'm talking to you too, my normal acquaintance
We weren't really friends but we would still say shit I hope you doing fine too with all your paychecks.

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This one goes to the high school hoes
You gave me dirty looks but I'd eat that ass hole
You might've thought I was ugly too but the fucking truth is my sex game would've blown yo mind through the roof
To my ex's and the friends of them, ah fuck it, I'ma give my pen a rest again