[Verse]
Gold chain glowin', but my circle shine brighter
My homies pull me up, make my soul feel lighter
They schooling me with truths, I call 'em street professors
Got me laughing and thinking, wisdom's real investors
[Chorus]
Rollin' the momba, smoky clouds in rotation
High off love, no need for validation
They the compass when my map's torn and faded
Homies forever, my tribe, deeply celebrated
[Verse 2]
Backseat debates 'bout life and its riddles
From hustles on the block to strumming life's fiddles
Fools or geniuses, it's hard to decide
They make me dumb and important, it’s the same ride
[Bridge]
Late-night ciphers, spilling truth with the homies
Echoes through the streets, these my one and onlys
Loud laughs bouncing, alleyways we haunting
Together we kings, ain’t no throne we flaunting
[Verse 3]
Summer days, cruising the coast, top down
Visions of the future with our shadows in the town
Grateful I ain’t solo, they the roots to my tree
Riding with my clique like waves in the sea
[Chorus]
Rollin' the momba, smoky clouds in rotation
High off love, no need for validation
They the compass when my map's torn and faded
Homies forever, my tribe, deeply celebrated