[Verse 1: Oddisee]
I'm from the east side of the east side
In the suburbs of the D side
PG side, throw a peace sign
For the love birds on the V side
We in a peace time for the mean time
If it decline better hit a rewind
Bama’s like Dunkirk, must be a rich kid
You don't want work, be quiet
I done seen things made me wanna do right
But them same things dragged my mans to the life
Made it out the gamе 'cause we both see the light
Somе of us got obtained cause they couldn’t flee the sight
Thuggin', thought it was a choice we'll it wasn't
I advise you come and visit if you wanna witness hustling
Busting, this is how we get it, the percussion is the only thing bouncing we isn't, run it

[Chorus: Oddisee]
What time you be getting up, early
What day you be getting fund, ery
Time flies better get it done, hurry
Tell me how far have you come, very
How hard is it where you from, scary
Beef get cooked til it's what, buried
Talk slick you is getting what, carried
Ya'll see us better what, worry
Crank, crank, crank, crank
Yeah go go hard that's all I know
Go go hard it’s all in my soul
Ya’ll ain't hard that’s all for show
We bogarde til ya'll go home
[Verse 2: Noochie]
Police man kill a n***a on accident
Try to stay high so I don't get mad at it
I'm just bad at it, another tragedy
Happen every day, guess that’s average
Black man first instinct to lavish shit
Then he handle shit
Never been a quarterback I ain't scrambling
Ever fall down bet your ass I'm back again
I'm so adamant
Understand me never had plan B
Mind can't reach what the mind can't see
Mind ain't fed then the mind don't eat
And the mind don't eat then it's back to the streets
But actually, they'd rather the streets
Cause the acts in the streets, put the fans in the seats
But the man on the streets on the run or deceased
Nooch report live from the belly of the beast

[Chorus: Oddisee]
What time you be getting up, early
What day you be getting funds, ery
Time flies better get it done, hurry
Tell me how far have you come, very
How hard is it where you from, scary
Beef get cooked til it's what, buried
Talk slick you is getting what, carried
Ya'll see us better what, worry
Crank, crank, crank, crank
Yeah go go hard that's all I know
Go go hard it's all in my soul
Ya'll ain't hard that's all for show
We bogarde til ya'll go home