We in this motherfucker pure family pure love, pure fight dope music man tap in.
Off the dribble, man.
Shoutout Future.
Freeband gang, I fuck with they shit heavy.
But the inspiration didn't come from there.
The inspiration came from my Baltimore nigga.
Rest In Peace.
Lor Scoota.
Reflecting back to them days, man.
I just be thinking about my past, and what I had to do.
What I had to do to get here.
All the sacrifices I have to do to get here.
Please don't judge me.
‘Cause this jungle full of animals.
It's a dog eat dog.
It's predator or prey.
Perkzilla.
He's a fella from my neighborhood.
When I say fella, I mean fella fella.
You could just feel his gangsta.
When he stepped in the room, that was big bruh.
I mean, his gangster was up here when he went.
So, from their on, it was just like he's God like.
To my community.
That's where the majority of my sales come from.
The majority of my shows.
You know what I'm saying?
I got real shottas in these locations.
When a nigga touch down in these locations, doing shows, it's real niggas that I tap in
that'll really noodle your noggin type shit, When you on this Northern California shit,
it's 1 and that's how the people been treating me.
On some Northern California shit.
So, it's love.
It's purified.
I love the cities.
The Balenciagas make a nigga feet hurt.
But I ain't gone lie, I had to get the red bottoms.
Because I been hearing about niggas Blood walkin'.
You feel me?
They ain't too fancy.
They legitimate, so I said I'm going to see what they talking about.
But I'm grimy!
I be in the trenches.
These a Valentine's Day gift.
The bitch got them.
She told me she was getting them.
I told her what size.
She bought them.
They was mine.
her pictures kept me sane.
Kept me going through that shit. Feel me, weeks.
Weeks went by, looking forward to that shit.
Visitations and pictures was more important than court dates.
You feel me?
So, that's it.
She was just on a nigga mind heavy.
I just wanted to get back to her.
Tacoma crazy! it was just love.
Like, I damn near really fainted.
It was hella hot in that motherfucker too.
But, they packed it out.
They knew that shit Word for Word.
I just pushed myself to the limit.
I was tired.
I was through.
I wanted to just walk off, but it was so much love, that a nigga just had to max out.
And I damn near fainted in that motherfucker.
True story.
Rest In Peace Zilla Zoe.
He driving.
He on the phone.
And a nigga like, "Yeah Blood!
We gone strip this bitch ass nigga!
I don't give a fuck.
Fuck that nigga.
That nigga on paperwork! that nigga's a bitch!"
And then the phone ring.
And a nigga like, "Hello?
What daddy's baby doin'?"
You feel me?
He was talking to his daughter.
So it's like we wanna be here and we love life, but at the same time we doing this slimy
gangster shit.
A nigga really love life, but we live in a heartless environment.
We live in a heartless era.