*Phone vibrate* Christmas: Yo Shami: Yo I'm out front, come downstairs and hurry up Christmas: **** outta here, aight Shami: What's up guy Christmas: What's up niggas Back in the hood Wari: You don't have to tell niggas you're back in the hood I been in the hood, Shami's been in the hood Where the **** have you been? Shami: Man we know where he's been, tryna figure out if he gotta cook his Hot Pockets on Pacific time or not Wari: All stay-in-the-house-all-day ass nigga, you and OG Shami: At least they got one another to keep each other warm at night Wari: Cause I know how scared and tender you niggas get when these accent bitches that he got Shami: It is understandable, I mean this nigga don't even like Scarface, like c'mon now Wari: This nigga don't like Scarface, see you the type of nigga that won't do like no type of crimes, I know your character, you the type of nigga come to party with a nigga, and you just leave, and don't tell me that you're leaving. You're that type of nigga I can't even **** with niggas like you. No bullshit, we miss you fam. How you been? I done see a lot of shit go down, some shit that I can't explain In Japan, finna take a train You start to feel like Charlie Sheen when them cameras gleam I did so so crazy, broke the seams on my jeans And came back to the bean like a pill fiend Got more cream but in the grand scheme Equivalent to no green I even seen a UFO out in Malibu I met some internet hoes with some attitudes You learn the value of a dollar when you **** with Über Some shit don't change, cuz Goodwin is still my white shooter And mom still call me tight about them open mics When niggas really would laugh when I hold the mic She always told me I would do it, I just hope you right And when you take them long trips, I just hope you write Go and kick it with your idols, cuz you on the same planet And girls show their titties like Janet It's been a weird year and a half long minute Now I'm back in it, back in the city, back with my niggas So where we going? Yo, where we going?