[ Featuring prodby.Waste ]
It's not one A.M. no more, but I just keep on rappin
I be workin' three-four jobs to get the cash I'm stackin
Stay stackin' the bills for the digs
Gon' pass around all to my kin
Do it to make all the ends
Meet up again with the friends (Yeah)
I'm out here lounging with my crew, spendin' all day at the range
Talkin' 'bout all different kinds of things, kickin' it out in the H
Say the H, that stands for hometown hero, feelin' like Robert De Niro
I had to level it up and again, like Hoover, head of the Bureau
Head of the, head of the game
Take it by storm like the U, one for the hurricanes
Not for the orange, but I'm with the wave
Like the green they wear at Tulane
South in New Orleans, but no bounty like the Saints
So many punches in this verse these lines sound just like Wayne (Ooo)
Said I was blessed, got it all off my chest
Back in Honors College, now ain't time for the fests
Into my final year up in the A, say we made it
Time for celebration like I'm Bev up on the table
