Perspective

[Intro: Smoke DZA]
Right, right
It's all perspective, uh
Yeah, yeah
Right, uh

[Verse 1: Smoke DZA]
Sometimes I wonder
Will everybody make it through the summer?
Would you ride if I had nothin' on the come up?
Like, what if I never picked the blunt up?
Would this shit really be fun? Keep it a hundred
All these questions keep recurring while I'm blunted
Kick punted the field goal, money
Now it's first and ten, the cycle goes again
Operation: protect the almighty pen by all means
Indie nigga like a veggie diet, all green
Young boy still get his gift he's from Walgreens
Nigga done swiped a whole mil' for his ball team
Tryna guide my lil guys not to be lost teens
All the while not tryna go out like Rawsteen
Nowadays can't say nothin's a short thing
Except death for every living organ
No matter how irrelevant or how important

[Chorus: Smoke DZA]
Come with me every time we roll
As we bump slow jams on the radio, ha
I know you happy, I can see in your fashion
Steppin' out lookin' just like daddy, come on
Sunshine turn to rain
Baby I can show you many things, don't dub me
Close your eyes, you need me, ask 'em
Poppin' out for you just like daddy

[Verse 2: Cory Gunz]
You riding with me?
Even when I roll this fork are you still gon' spoon me?
Even when the days ain't sunny, you still gon' move me?
After everything we done been through, how you gon' do me?
Told you watch yourself, you look back, excuse me
Told me not to yell, I grew vicious, unruly
You told me not to help, I wasn't listening, truly
The same niggas who ain't do shit for the new me
They was convinced that they knew me
Before we clicked, boo me
[?] sip this wine and unwind while you whine
I'm tryna make you [?], [?] take your time
We'll be getting our's, getting your's, getting mine
Make all them other clowns from before get in line
I roll up, I quit, you pour up
Get in line
We go up, again, and go up, it's a climb
We go up, again, and go up, it's a crime
Your love mixed with mine

[Chorus: Smoke DZA]
Come with me every time we roll
As we bump slow jams on the radio, ha
I know you happy, I can see in your fashion
Steppin' out lookin' just like daddy, come on
Sunshine turn to rain
Baby I can show you many things, don't dub me
Close your eyes, you need me, ask 'em
Poppin' out for you just like daddy

[Verse 3: Shoota93]
When I speak on them playas, you know them men are ballers
They just wanted to shine, they had big auras
Life on a visit with his daughter
Doors getting broader
Wish the game came with a fifth quarter
They ain't school us 'bout that, when we were brought up
It was robberies and crack sales, the demons caught us
Lord was scheming on us, rushing and blocking intervals
Every nigga from my block did a bit of [?], uh
That's the minimal, tell me what you make of it
Courts let you taste freedom, [?] you better savor it
Latest hit the gang took, some ain't making it
My head aching, as I'm tryna take all this data in
C.B. and [?] [?] talking the latest [?]
That's telling me that karma already came again
Lawyer fees and funeral money, they already made us spend
[?] stand alone, we wasn't made to blend

[Chorus: Smoke DZA]
Come with me every time we roll
As we bump slow jams on the radio, ha
I know you happy, I can see in your fashion
Steppin' out lookin' just like daddy, come on
Sunshine turn to rain
Baby I can show you many things, don't dub me
Close your eyes, you need me, ask 'em
Poppin' out for you just like daddy