[Verse 1: DJ Lucas & Wiki]
Late nights in the college town we were sellin sticks
I remember Christmas morning watching Celtics vs. the Knicks
Came up out the woods we gotta check our self for ticks
And my homie keep hatin say I'm selfish with the spliff
Shorty said I fell into the mix she want me back
Put my heart into this music they can tell it's not an act
Now I sell a sixteen it was sixteen for a pack
Boy I came up out the suburbs thought that hipsters couldn't rap (DJ!)
Came up out the city never did no sittin on my ass
Did shit as a kid I don't think I should've lookin back
Moment parents let us out the crib it was back catchin tags
Took anything came out a plastic bag
Livin fast, nеver thought I coulda did what I had
You dig or you mad, never thought I woulda been whеre I'm at
Put my foot so far up they ass
Smell the rubber from the Wally on their breath when they rap
Yeah, me and Wiki killed the college market
Used to drive to Sarah Lawrence hit the Starbucks and the Target
Kids was running straight up to the car where we were parked in
If you ain't heard bout the movement then you must live in the Arctic
Me and Lukey dookied on the carpet on some doggy dogg shit
Of every college in orbit a venue to go off in front of
From Vermont to Bard everybody gotta set a bargain
At the party on some la dee da dee everybody lost it
[Chorus: DJ Lucas & Wiki]
Hey, I don't think you really know the meaning
Me and Pat was writing raps tryna get through silent meeting
Never was speakin then we was friends before we even met
Not on the internet, ya'll ain't get what the meaning really meant
Hey, I don't think you really know the meaning
Me and Pat was writing raps tryna get through silent meeting
Never was speakin then we was friends before we even met
Not on the internet, ya'll ain't get what the meaning really meant
[Verse 2: DJ Lucas & Wiki]
Aye, when we really dig he was in the mix
Moved in the crib we did Wiki shit by 165th
From the jump saw something that wasn't just pretend
What he said he put his trust in me I put my trust in him
Meeting for worship I gotta lead with a purpose
Smoking za until the point I gotta lean on a surface
And I'm so underground I'll probably lean on a furnace
Used to double up at home and take the work out to Purchase
Me and Pat outside they never ask where we been
Who's that man outside the Dunkin with the passionate grin
Who's that man outside the deli gettin' daps when he's in
Then he's out used to not even pack a bag when he dipped
He just went, hungover out of his head left without all his shit
Ain't that about a bitch
Stayed in the van where we slept
Or on the floor at a fans
And the next day ain't have nowhere to get
Now there's somewhere to go
But I don't know where I am
Shorty don't like when I talk cos ladies hit up my gram
Where I'm from the people [?] started holding my hand
And it's easy saying no until you know the demand
Hit the show was posted up or selling dro to the fans
Shorty got me saying shucks just like I opened a clam
And I really talk my talk but then I froze for the cam
Tryna kick the door down and put my toes in the sand
Look, I told you the plan we went over it once
But we can go over it again
Sometimes I go in so much gotta slow up my rants
So far I throw up everything was holding within
I don't know who I am but I'm staying to see
Maybe there's still a little Quaker in me
Certain days feel a certain way where I don't speak
Get the shakes in my knees it's god's will still sayin my piece
[Chorus: DJ Lucas & Wiki]
Hey, I don't think you really know the meaning
Me and Pat was writing raps tryna get through silent meeting
Never was speakin then we was friends before we even met
Not on the internet, ya'll ain't get what the meaning really meant
Hey, I don't think you really know the meaning
Me and Pat was writing raps tryna get through silent meeting
Never was speakin then we was friends before we even met
Not on the internet, ya'll ain't get what the meaning really meant
