[Verse 1: Ras Kass]
Still on that understandable smooth shit murderers move with
Sweet-dick willie, I be sperming out Cool Whip
Gotti and Gravano, this that certified new hit
In front the steakhouse, blood splatter your new fit
Much realer than Tameka Wood would say that some Wu drip
Got homies that's Sureno, some Bloods and a few Crips
Non-affiliate, but I actively do spit
Cross your path, bad luck -- black cat with a toothpick
Avoid girls on Santa Monica, might end up a true dick
Cause nowadays, can't trust everything that got two tits
I sit up in the rest
Trying to make more out of less
I'm still out of breath
From asthma in my chest
Plasma on the wall
Write my name on your heart like I'm Lucille Ball
But love changes, a thug changes
And best friends become strangers
Individual roads estranged us
From child to man to elderly to the death
Sipping white wine in Budapest
They say the soul lives on, remove the flesh
Soul on ice, I been did flew the nest
At Doc barbershop, niggas debating who the best
Rapper, and why Obama should've been blacker
Economy in the crapper, still a nigga try to stay dapper
And date a UFC ring girl, reality show actress or my rich dream girl
Middle-aged divorcee -- give me cream, girl
Meet and greet, then I'mma ride
I'll probably go watching porn, I've been lied and died

[Hook: Ras Kass]
When you see me pass by, throw a peace sign in the sky
Say hi to the bad guy
Find me on the float, West Indian Day
Or the Macy's Parade, and I'll wave
I'll wave, I'll wave
Maybe we just grew apart and went our separate ways
It's okay, I'll wave

[Verse 2: Doc Hollywood]
I'm too far away, can't really say to them
I'm growing up now, can't stay and play with them
And not that I think I'm better
But progress is about self-accomplishment, and I'm a go-getter
Making my dreams happen, I can't waste my whole life
Trying to go out to parties every night
You trying to get lime from the next man's light
I buy my own double A's, make my own flashlight
Comprende? That's right
I pull your girl hair and her skirt up like a catfight
Don't hate me for doing my thing
Cause when I see you in the audience, I'm happy you came
Like a Dodgers game, or an induction in the Hall of Fame
Red carpet walk, they call my name
And I wave like a football stadium
Lady friends, I get more brains than a cranium
Rap bastard, just crawled out the sewer
Smoke like Wiz Khalifa, think like Jon Stewart
L.A. to Newark, AZ to New York
Don't be a stranger, life is short like a Newport

[Hook 2: Ras Kass]
When you see me pass by, throw a peace sign in the sky
I'mma be high til I die
Find me on the float, Puerto Rican Day parade
Or St. Patrick's Day, and I'll wave
I'll wave, I'll wave
Maybe we just grew apart and went our separate ways
It's okay, I'll wave