Pow Wow

[Verse 1: Smoke DZA] What the lick read them small timers be big league Entertaining the bullshit too risky Fifty dollar half a mint, mixed breed Bitch please go plankin', six feet Bout to teach everybody a lesson Think they got all the answers til you switch up the questions Fuck the guidelines new age baby boomer Rules don't abide by not I Not even trynna me and my little mama Somewhere on a beach on Porta [?] smokin' sour Livin' life Funk the resort up nothin' but load The holdin' their nose prolly think the skunk is around You know the kid got the meanest raw, cleanest bar Got Ralph Lauren pieces never seen before Nigga closet way iller than yours Rugby game like Richie McCaw [Chorus] Live like like a Rolling Stone Passport got no room for stamps Everywhere we go they know my name you messin' with some real life made men Uh, self made bosses Want something done and they say when That's why you could never be able To pow wow with us at the head of the table [Verse 2: Dom Kennedy] From where I'm sittin' I can't see ya'll I'm in this golf shirt bout to tee off This rap shit is like gettin' weed off And I ain't buy these shades at no kiosk If money is the goal I'm the inkeeper And I ain't start rappin' to make friends either They let us in the game now they stuck with us It's hard to find somebody that don't fuck with us You know we got a little bucks with us Fans feeling like they grew up with us Shit, I'm on my first of the month business She got stretched just to eat a little lunch with us Yeah, I got the prime rib veggie plate She hit me with the Dom you know I'm ready face I got my napkin in my low shirt Just let me finish my Merlot first [Chorus] Live like like a Rolling Stone Passport got no room for stamps Everywhere we go they know my name you messin' with some real life made men Uh, self made bosses Want something done and they say when That's why you could never be able To pow wow with us at the head of the table