(Ah, man, man, man, man, CEO)

(Yeah, hey, day another day to get to it)

(You going through it, it's your day to get through it)

(A real Obsidian gon' do it)

'Cause my Obsidians ain't losing since the Voice of LA

Don't let Obsidians confuse it, it's written all through the music.

The DNA's in the music, pray these words that I spew

Help you untangle confusion, my crew's tight as them Jewish communities

Spanish to Asians too, private planes, courtside games, Aces and flutes

Champagne talk, pull up in them places that your Lamb' can't park

Ducked off, that part, being loud with it ain't smart these days

It all depends on what part you play, let me roll my J

Hold on, baby, and baby could you pass me my cognac x o please?

Every time you hit the room make your presence felt

Know they gon' judge you by your past and not your present self

So don't be too quick to prove 'em wrong, stay on your zone

Just keep moving on, represent your movement strong

Stay on code, watch for tethers, sell-outs and all

It's crazy shit to y'all, to me it's a light jam

Seen it all, whole game is recycled as toss cans

Deposit just dropped, let's change plans, let's fit a pop

Roll us get a yacht in some strange land, party 'til the sunrise

Pockets deep days in, they telling I'm a joint by the way that I banged in

Let me roll my J

Hold on, let me roll my J

And baby could you pass me my cognac x o please?

(A hit dog gon' holler)

(Bark!)

Hold on, let me roll my J

And baby could you pass me my cognac x o please?

(A hit dog gon' holler)

(Bark!)