Flatbush Zombies - U&I Lyrics






[DIA:]
Don't be anxious or impatient
Cause I, I wanna hold you close and never let go

[Zombie Juice:]
Yeah, she said, "Baby, don't go"
But you and I got to be for you and I
This that do or die, Po Pimp shit, recordin' in the 'Stuy
And I get so high that I forgot 'bout last night, right
Yeah, she said, "Baby, don't go"
But you and I got to be for you and I
This that do or die, Po Pimp shit, recordin' in the 'Stuy
And I get so high that I forgot 'bout last night, right

[Erick Arc Elliott (Zombie Juice):]
In a world (in a world) full of thieves (full of thieves)
We see diamonds (we see diamonds), we see keys (we see keys)
If the issue (if the issue), talk to me (talk to me)
If I miss you (If I miss you), it's 'cause you're deep (it's 'cause you're deep)
In a world (in a world) full of thieves (full of thieves)
We see diamonds (we see diamonds), we see keys (we see keys)
If the issue (if the issue), talk to me (talk to me)
If I miss you (If I miss you), it's 'cause you're deep (it's 'cause you're deep)

[Erick:]
Ooh, I say we struggle, it's hard livin', streets have been unforgivin'
Smoke weed, hold deep conversations with winners
'Cause these my brothers, love 'em to death
Written in stone, so when I'm gone, they 'uggin' our breath
Don't frequent Hell, Gorillaz pin on lapel
There's six grams in the blunt, on a mission to find myself
Growin' and breakin' ties, cryin' and savin' lives
Couldn't be discontent, temptation arrives

[Juice:]
Yeah, I'm patiently waiting
But I don't really give a fuck if we ain't in your rotation
I put the heart up on this bitch and can't nobody take it
Brooklyn niggas, we take it, Flatbush baby, gon' make it
Check it, but these my brothers, love 'em to death
Written in stone, until I'm gone, we puffin' the death
No concern, nah, compare us, how?
Cool milli off the merch, SoundScan's shuttin' down now

[Erick Sermon:]
I put the bread down on something I wanted for years
If my brother need some money, man, I prolly sell that shit, hey
Break it into pieces, ooh, wow; there it is
Brothers make real beats, bomb lyricist
Brothers look the other way, nothing come to trouble mate
This is why I love you dog, smokin' at your mama's crib
My brother not a local, my brother travel continents
No need to find a hotel, my brothers got the couch and shit

[Meechy Darko {sample}:]
Debra's only son, he was conceived in King's County
That was '89, by '92 he was already rowdy
Misunderstood since he crawled out the womb, the only child
And his momma workin' three jobs, one was dealin' with drama
'Cause I was wildin', he used to rarely see his father
They seperated, couldn't keep his dick in his pajamas
Because he was out there hustlin', tryin' to be a provider
Tryin' to turn a pretty penny into a million dollars
They tell you 'bout my family, that bipolar disorder
And due to karma, my first youngin' gon' be a daughter
When I was 5, I told my mom I wanted to die
Then we cry, the crazy shit, man, it wasn't a lie
Man, this life, is filled with stress
So much oppressed, call New York City "9"
I sit alone and reflect, took me 28 years to realize that I'm blessed
Aunt Pam died from cancer; I quit them cigarettes
Weight of world on my shoulder-I just finished my reps
All addicted to drugs, we all addicted to sex
Feelin' so self-destructive, like I'm clingin' to death
Took my five-digit check and copped some bigger baguettes
Took a look at my ring, finger charm on my neck
Still in touch with myself, that flashy shit won't prevail
I really be shopping for happiness, but that shit ain't for sale
But if you don't show 'em then they won't think you do it well
I heard that blood's thicker than them Atlanta strippers
But these my brothers, I ain't got real brothers to know the difference
And, Erick, if I could, I'd give your mama my kidney
Cause she my momma, too, I promise you
I ride for my niggas, die for my niggas
Load.4-5 (rah rah!) pull homicide for my niggas
Word up, 'cause you my brothers, love 'em to death
Written in stone, I take my heart and rip it out my chest
To prove to you that it's Zombie Gang, rotten flesh
That's to the death, nigga-no more, nothing less
True, indeed, Juice, if you ever off or bleed
I'm takin' care of your seeds, even if that means millions in fees for custody
She wildin' out on court, I'm like, "Give that bitch what she needs"
{"Order in the court! "} Judge, please {"Order! "}
I guess I still got alot to maturin' to do
I know we still got a whole lot of world tourin' to do
This game is supposed to be locked in, I leak through
Like a real bad pussy pad, watch me seep through
Ooh, it's Darky, baby; a whole different hue
My grand-daddy got 8 balls; come and get a cue
I come from the struggle, motherfucker, get a clue
Headshot, red dot, now make a move

[Erick Arc Elliott (Zombie Juice):]
In a world (in a world) full of thieves (full of thieves)
We see diamonds (we see diamonds), we see keys (we see keys)
If the issue (if the issue), talk to me (talk to me)
If I miss you (If I miss you), it's 'cause you're deep (it's 'cause you're deep)
In a world (in a world) full of thieves (full of thieves)
We see diamonds (we see diamonds), we see keys (we see keys)
If the issue (if the issue), talk to me (talk to me)
If I miss you (If I miss you), it's 'cause you're deep (it's 'cause you're deep)





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  1. A.... ....

    Meech verse is still one of the best OF ALL TIME I don’t give a fuck! Still gives me goosebumps everytime I hear it

  2. D.... B....

    The feeling of emotions they put into this song have always been so abrupt to me and itll always make me tear up

  3. P.... W....

    Circles post malone

  4. M.... M....

    Who else had Flatbush as their 2019 Spotify top artist

  5. K.... P....

    Turnt the whole party up during the tripp #ZombieLuv

  6. g.... ....

    meech said his verse took 2 years to write crazy shit

  7. N.... G....

    Song hits different when you hear it for your first time on acid. That opening is what everyone needs as a trip begins. Much love

  8. D.... D....

    Took me 28 years to realize that I’m blessed

  9. b.... o....

    My guys can anyone explain to me the reason you listen to fbz why you rep what you rep and why does most people focus on meech? I dig him too but all 3 no better imo.

  10. S.... W....

    Freemason song lol they talking about their brothers

  11. Y.... G....

    BETTER AND BETTER

  12. C.... R....

    Does this girl dia have any other music? I'm going crazy looking for her I love her voice 🥺

  13. a.... r....

    LYRICS PLEASE UPVOTE so others can enjoy

    [Intro: DIA]
    Don't be anxious or impatient
    Cause I, I wanna hold you close and never let go

    [Bridge: Zombie Juice]
    Yeah, she said, "Baby, don't go"
    But you and I got to be for you and I
    This that do or die, "Po Pimp" shit, recordin' in the 'Stuy
    And I get so high that I forgot 'bout last night, right
    Yeah, she said, "Baby, don't go"
    But you and I got to be for you and I
    This that do or die, "Po Pimp" shit, recordin' in the 'Stuy
    And I get so high that I forgot 'bout last night, right

    [Chorus: Erick Arc Elliott & (Zombie Juice)]
    In a world (in a world) full of thieves (full of thieves)
    We see diamonds (we see diamonds) we see keys (we see keys)
    If the issue (if the issue) talk to me (talk to me)
    If I miss you (If I miss you) it's cause you're deep (it's cause you're deep)
    In a world (in a world) full of thieves (full of thieves)
    We see diamonds (we see diamonds) we see keys (we see keys)
    If the issue (if the issue) talk to me (talk to me)
    If I miss you (If I miss you) it's cause you're deep (it's cause you're deep)

    [Verse 1: Erick Arc Elliott]
    Ooh, I say we struggle, it's hard livin', streets have been unforgivin'
    Smoke weed, hold deep conversations with winners
    'Cause these my brothers, love 'em to death
    Written in stone, so when I'm gone, they 'uggin' our breath
    Don't frequent Hell, Gorillaz pin on lapel
    There's six grams in the blunt, on a mission to find myself
    Growin' and breakin' ties, cryin' and savin' lives
    Couldn't be discontent, temptation arrives

    [Verse 2: Zombie Juice]
    Yeah, I'm patiently waiting
    But I don't really give a fuck if we ain't in your rotation
    I put the heart up on this bitch and can't nobody take it
    Brooklyn niggas, we take it, Flatbush baby, gon' make it
    Check it, but these my brothers, love 'em to death
    Written in stone, until I'm gone, we puffin' the death
    No concern, nah, compare us, how?
    Cool milli off the merch, SoundScan's shuttin' down now

    [Verse 3: Erick Arc Elliott]
    I put the bread down on something I wanted for years
    If my brother need some money, man I prol'ly sell that shit, hey
    Break it into pieces, ooh, wow; there it is
    Brothers make real beats, bomb lyricist
    Brothers look the other way, nothing come to trouble mate
    This is why I love you dog, smokin' at your mama's crib
    My brother not a local, my brother travel continents
    No need to find a hotel, my brothers got the couch and shit

    [Verse 4: Meechy Darko + sample]
    Debra's only son, he was conceived in King's County
    That was '89, by '92 he was already rowdy
    Misunderstood since he crawled out the womb, the only child
    And his momma workin' three jobs, one was dealin' with drama
    'Cause I was wildin', he used to rarely see his father
    They seperated, couldn't keep his dick in his pajamas
    Because he was out there hustlin', tryin' to be a provider
    Tryin' to turn a pretty penny into a million dollars
    They tell you 'bout my family, that bipolar disorder
    And due to karma, my first youngin’ gon’ be a daughter
    When I was 5, I told my mom I wanted to die
    Then we cry, the crazy shit, man, it wasn’t a lie
    Man, this life, is filled with stress
    So much oppressed, call New York City "9"
    I sit alone and reflect, took me 28 years to realize that I'm blessed
    Aunt Pam died from cancer; I quit them cigarettes
    Weight of world on my shoulder—I just finished my reps
    All addicted to drugs, we all addicted to sex
    Feelin' so self-destructive, like I’m clingin' to death
    Took my five-digit check and copped some bigger baguettes
    Took a look at my ring, finger charm on my neck
    Still in touch with myself, that flashy shit won't prevail
    I really shopping for happiness, but that shit ain't for sale
    But if you don’t show ‘em then they won’t think you do it well
    I heard that blood's thicker than them Atlanta strippers
    But these my brothers, ain't got real brothers to know the difference
    And, Erick, if I could, I'd give your mama my kidney
    'Cause she my momma, too, I promise you
    I ride for my niggas, die for my niggas
    Load .4-5 (Rah-rah!) pull homicide for my niggas
    Word up, 'cause you my brothers, love 'em to death
    Written in stone, I take my heart and rip it out my chest
    To prove to you that it's Zombie Gang, rotten flesh
    That's to the death, nigga—no more, nothing less
    True, indeed, Juice, if you ever off or bleed
    I'm takin' care of your seeds, even if that means millions in fees for custody
    She wildin' out on court, I’m like, "Give that bitch what she needs."
    ("Order in the court!") Judge, please ("Order!")
    I guess I still got alot to maturin' to do
    I know we still got a whole lot of world tourin' to do
    The game is supposed to be locked in, I leak through
    Like a real bad pussy pad, watch me seep through
    Ooh, it’s Darky, baby; a whole different hue
    My grand-daddy got 8 balls; come and get a cue
    I come from the struggle, motherfucker, get a clue
    Headshot, red dot, now make a move

    [Chorus: Erick Arc Elliott & (Zombie Juice)]
    In a world (in a world) full of thieves (full of thieves)
    We see diamonds (we see diamonds) we see keys (we see keys)
    If the issue (if the issue) talk to me (talk to me)
    If I miss you (If I miss you) it's cause you're deep (it's cause you're deep)
    In a world (in a world) full of thieves (full of thieves)
    We see diamonds (we see diamonds) we see keys (we see keys)
    If the issue (if the issue) talk to me (talk to me)
    If I miss you (If I miss you) it's cause you're deep (it's cause you're deep)

  14. J.... J....

    Yea im patiently waitin but i really dont give a fuc if im inur rotation..........straight heat thats wat makes these guys good

  15. M.... K....



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    Lyrics

    Don't be anxious, or impatient
    'Cause I-I-I want to hold you close and never let go

    Yeah, she said baby don't go, but you and I got to be for you and I
    This that do or die, po pimp shit recordin' in the sky
    And I get so high that I forgot 'bout last night, right
    Yeah, she said baby don't go, but you and I got to be for you and I
    This that do or die, po pimp shit recordin' in the sky
    And I get so high that I forgot 'bout last night, right

    In a world (in a world) full of thieves (full of thieves)
    We see diamonds (we see diamonds), we see keys (we see keys)
    If the issue (if the issue), talk to me (talk to me)
    If I miss you (If I miss you), it's 'cause you're deep (it's 'cause you're deep)
    In a world (in a world) full of thieves (full of thieves)
    We see diamonds (we see diamonds), we see keys (we see keys)
    If the issue (if the issue), talk to me (talk to me)
    If I miss you (If I miss you), it's 'cause you're deep (it's 'cause you're deep)

    Ooh, I say we struggle
    It's hard livin', streets have been unforgivin'
    Smoke weed, hold deep conversations with winners
    'Cause these my brothers, love 'em to death
    Written in stone, so when I'm gone, they huggin' our breath
    Don't frequent Hell, Gorillaz pin on lapel
    There's 6 grams in the blunt, on a mission to find myself
    Growin' and breakin' ties, cryin' and savin' lives
    Couldn't be discontent, temptation arrives

    Yeah, I'm patiently waiting
    But I don't really give a fuck if we ain't in your rotation
    I put the heart up on this bitch and can't nobody take it
    Brooklyn niggas, we take it, Flatbush baby, gon' make it
    Check it, but these my brothers, I love 'em to death
    Written in stone, until I'm gone, we puffin' the death
    No concern, nah, compare us, how?
    Cool milli off the merch, SoundScan's shuttin' down now

    I put the bread down on something I wanted for years
    If my brother need some money, man I prolly sell that shit hey
    Break it into pieces, ooh wow there it is
    Brothers make real beats, bomb lyricist
    Brothers look the other way, nothing come to trouble mate
    This is why I love you dog, I'm smokin' at your mama's crib
    My brother not a local, my brother travel continents
    No need to find a hotel, my brothers got the couch and shit

    Debra's only son, he was conceived in King's County
    That was '89, by '92 he was already rowdy
    Misunderstood since he crawled out the womb, the only child
    And his momma workin' three jobs, one was dealin' with drama
    'Cause I was wildin', he used to rarely see his father
    They seperated, couldn't keep his dick in his pajamas
    Because he was out there hustlin', tryin' to be a provider
    Tryin' to turn a pretty penny into a million dollars
    They tell you 'bout my family, that bipolar disorder
    And due to karma my first youngin' gon' be a daughter
    When I was 5, I told my mama I wanted to die
    And then we cry, the crazy shit, man, it wasn't a lie
    Man, this life is filled with stress
    So much oppressed, call New York City "9"
    I sit alone and reflect, took me 28 years to realize that I'm blessed
    Aunt Pam died from cancer, I quit them cigarettes
    Weight of world on my shoulder, I just finished my reps
    All addicted to drugs, we all addicted to sex
    Feelin' so self destructive, like I'm clingin' to death
    Took my 5 digit check and copped some bigger baguettes
    Take a look at my writing, finger charm on my neck
    Still in touch with myself, that flashy shit won't prevail
    I really be shopping for happiness, but that shit ain't for sale
    But if you don't show 'em then they won't think you do it well
    I heard that blood is thicker than them Atlanta strippers
    But these my brothers, they ain't got real brothers to know the difference
    And Erick if I could, I'd give your mama my kidney
    'Cause she's my momma too
    I promise you I ride for my niggas, die for my niggas
    Load .45 rat-tat, homicide for my niggas
    Word up, 'cause you my brothers, love 'em to death
    Written in stone, I take my heart and rip it out my chest
    To prove to you that it's Zombie gang, rotten flesh
    That's to the death, nigga—no more, nothing less
    True, indeed, Juice, if you ever off or bleed
    I'm takin' care of your seeds, even if that means millions in fees
    For custody, she wildin' out on court, I'm like, "Give that bitch what she needs."
    (Order in the court!) Judge please (order!)
    I guess I still got alot to maturin' to do
    I know we still got a whole lot of world tourin' to do
    This game is supposed to be locked in, I leak through
    Like a real bad pussy pad, watch me seep through
    Ooh, it's Darky baby, a whole different hue
    My grand-daddy got 8 balls, come and get a cue
    I come from the struggle, motherfucker, get a clue
    Headshot, red dot, now make a move

    In a world (in a world) full of thieves (full of thieves)
    We see diamonds (we see diamonds), we see keys (we see keys)
    If the issue (if the issue), talk to me (talk to me)
    If I miss you (If I miss you), it's 'cause you're deep (it's 'cause you're deep)
    In a world (in a world) full of thieves (full of thieves)
    We see diamonds (we see diamonds), we see keys (we see keys)
    If the issue (if the issue), talk to me (talk to me)
    If I miss you (If I miss you), it's 'cause you're deep (it's 'cause you're deep

  16. T.... R....

    Whoever scrollin the comments i jus want yall to kno i love you man just hang in there and be something great for your kids to look up to

    T.... R....

    Much love brother, hope you're okay

    T.... R....

    S/O to you brother

    T.... R....

    Much love brother 🧡

    T.... R....

    Thank you and much love ❤

  17. y.... ....

    U&I LYRICS
    [Intro: DIA]
    Don't be anxious or impatient
    Cause I, I wanna hold you close and never let go

    [Bridge: Zombie Juice]
    Yeah, she said, "Baby, don't go"
    But you and I got to be for you and I
    This that do or die, "Po Pimp" shit, recordin' in the 'Stuy
    And I get so high that I forgot 'bout last night, right
    Yeah, she said, "Baby, don't go"
    But you and I got to be for you and I
    This that do or die, "Po Pimp" shit, recordin' in the 'Stuy
    And I get so high that I forgot 'bout last night, right

    [Chorus: Erick Arc Elliott & (Zombie Juice)]
    In a world (in a world) full of thieves (full of thieves)
    We see diamonds (we see diamonds) we see keys (we see keys)
    If the issue (if the issue) talk to me (talk to me)
    If I miss you (If I miss you) it's cause you're deep (it's cause you're deep)
    In a world (in a world) full of thieves (full of thieves)
    We see diamonds (we see diamonds) we see keys (we see keys)
    If the issue (if the issue) talk to me (talk to me)
    If I miss you (If I miss you) it's cause you're deep (it's cause you're deep)

    [Verse 1: Erick Arc Elliott]
    Ooh, I say we struggle, it's hard livin', streets have been unforgivin'
    Smoke weed, hold deep conversations with winners
    'Cause these my brothers, love 'em to death
    Written in stone, so when I'm gone, they 'uggin' our breath
    Don't frequent Hell, Gorillaz pin on lapel
    There's six grams in the blunt, on a mission to find myself
    Growin' and breakin' ties, cryin' and savin' lives
    Couldn't be discontent, temptation arrives

    [Verse 2: Zombie Juice]
    Yeah, I'm patiently waiting
    But I don't really give a fuck if we ain't in your rotation
    I put the heart up on this bitch and can't nobody take it
    Brooklyn niggas, we take it, Flatbush baby, gon' make it
    Check it, but these my brothers, love 'em to death
    Written in stone, until I'm gone, we puffin' the death
    No concern, nah, compare us, how?
    Cool milli off the merch, SoundScan's shuttin' down now

    [Verse 3: Erick Arc Elliott]
    I put the bread down on something I wanted for years
    If my brother need some money, man I prol'ly sell that shit, hey
    Break it into pieces, ooh, wow; there it is
    Brothers make real beats, bomb lyricist
    Brothers look the other way, nothing come to trouble mate
    This is why I love you dog, smokin' at your mama's crib
    My brother not a local, my brother travel continents
    No need to find a hotel, my brothers got the couch and shit

    [Verse 4: Meechy Darko + sample]
    Debra's only son, he was conceived in King's County
    That was '89, by '92 he was already rowdy
    Misunderstood since he crawled out the womb, the only child
    And his momma workin' three jobs, one was dealin' with drama
    'Cause I was wildin', he used to rarely see his father
    They seperated, couldn't keep his dick in his pajamas
    Because he was out there hustlin', tryin' to be a provider
    Tryin' to turn a pretty penny into a million dollars
    They tell you 'bout my family, that bipolar disorder
    And due to karma, my first youngin’ gon’ be a daughter
    When I was 5, I told my mom I wanted to die
    Then we cry, the crazy shit, man, it wasn’t a lie
    Man, this life, is filled with stress
    So much oppressed, call New York City "9"
    I sit alone and reflect, took me 28 years to realize that I'm blessed
    Aunt Pam died from cancer; I quit them cigarettes
    Weight of world on my shoulder—I just finished my reps
    All addicted to drugs, we all addicted to sex
    Feelin' so self-destructive, like I’m clingin' to death
    Took my five-digit check and copped some bigger baguettes
    Took a look at my ring, finger charm on my neck
    Still in touch with myself, that flashy shit won't prevail
    I really shopping for happiness, but that shit ain't for sale
    But if you don’t show ‘em then they won’t think you do it well
    I heard that blood's thicker than them Atlanta strippers
    But these my brothers, ain't got real brothers to know the difference
    And, Erick, if I could, I'd give your mama my kidney
    'Cause she my momma, too, I promise you
    I ride for my niggas, die for my niggas
    Load .4-5 (Rah-rah!) pull homicide for my niggas
    Word up, 'cause you my brothers, love 'em to death
    Written in stone, I take my heart and rip it out my chest
    To prove to you that it's Zombie Gang, rotten flesh
    That's to the death, nigga—no more, nothing less
    True, indeed, Juice, if you ever off or bleed
    I'm takin' care of your seeds, even if that means millions in fees for custody
    She wildin' out on court, I’m like, "Give that bitch what she needs."
    ("Order in the court!") Judge, please ("Order!")
    I guess I still got alot to maturin' to do
    I know we still got a whole lot of world tourin' to do
    The game is supposed to be locked in, I leak through
    Like a real bad pussy pad, watch me seep through
    Ooh, it’s Darky, baby; a whole different hue
    My grand-daddy got 8 balls; come and get a cue
    I come from the struggle, motherfucker, get a clue
    Headshot, red dot, now make a move

    [Chorus: Erick Arc Elliott & (Zombie Juice)]
    In a world (in a world) full of thieves (full of thieves)
    We see diamonds (we see diamonds) we see keys (we see keys)
    If the issue (if the issue) talk to me (talk to me)
    If I miss you (If I miss you) it's cause you're deep (it's cause you're deep)
    In a world (in a world) full of thieves (full of thieves)
    We see diamonds (we see diamonds) we see keys (we see keys)
    If the issue (if the issue) talk to me (talk to me)
    If I miss you (If I miss you) it's cause you're deep (it's cause you're deep)

  18. C.... M....

    Pis work on a new album about flatbush zombies own pis

  19. M.... P....

    Where the video

  20. O.... g....

    i hate my self for skipping this song i heard it for the first time 2 days ago its such a master piece !!!!!!

  21. K.... P....

    I'll be at the GREEK THEATRE!!




    you guys have to sing this song live!!!!!!

  22. A.... G....

    Man i need a friend/brother like meech

  23. p.... 9....

    this needs a video

  24. T.... D....

    Flatbush zombies are hands down the best thing to come out of rap for a fukin long time, the amount of feel in this track! Personally one of my favriout verses from Big Man Meechy! Erick and Juicy kill that shit too 🔥

  25. d.... ....

    Masterpiece

  26. C.... S....

    Is it August 17th yet?

  27. T.... R....

    i love y'alls music im just sad they finally got yall yall finally sold out im sorry it what had to be done but it is what it is #preying for them souls

    T.... R....

    Stop talking bullshit please

  28. U.... ....

    This is Real Music

  29. N.... ....

    My favorite Flatbush Zombies song! Amazing song reminds me of a goodie mobb kinda.

  30. n.... d....

    meech is a fucking genius

  31. N.... S....

    omfg I am in awe
    this is fire yo 🔥🔥

  32. A.... W....

    Meechy’s verse>Shakespeare sonnets

  33. P.... R....

    Meechy verse gets me everytime

    It is genuinely in my top 5 of all time and i've been listening to hip hop since the 90's.

  34. N.... L....

    Instant classic

  35. t.... ....

    One of the most touching songs I've ever heard. It's up there with Notorious Thugs (the tune that got me into hip hop).

  36. a.... n....

    TOO MUCH. MEECH !!!!!!!!

  37. M.... ....

    notice how everyone commenting on meechs verse lmao, thats how u know talent is talent

  38. N.... D....

    Meech is a fuckin monster

  39. J.... R....

    R.I.P my mind shrooms r 1 hell of a drug learn to love yourself

    J.... R....

    HitThe Crack most definitely 🙏🏻

  40. M.... P....

    man these lyrics are deep, but it's sad we live in a world where this is really how it is for alot of people.

  41. D.... D....

    Meech is too much .
    Makes me tear up.
    Home base off the ivy

  42. n.... ....

    Meech's verse is one of the greatest of all time

  43. E.... B....

    When I was five I told my momma I wanted to die.... True Living Art

  44. E.... C....

    Erick bodys

  45. A.... J....

    Where’s the nigga in the comments with the lyrics . 🔥

  46. I.... L....

    How did 1,000 retards manage to dislike this beautiful song?

  47. Y.... S....

    Meech’s verse hit me hard 😓💯💉

  48. S.... ....

    Some fucked up shit happened to my girl seeing them at the rebel club in Toronto. They played this as we got rudely kicked out (it was very early on and this was the first meaningful song) it meant the world to me hearing this after everything. First n only concert so much crazy stuff im still 17. Just went to a funeral service respect to Flatbush only

  49. -.... ....

    R.I.P Erick's Mama

  50. B.... C....

    No lie, the line about Meech's aunt dying from cancer has played a slight role in my quitting cigarettes (rip btw). How can you not when the delivery of that message is so fucking fireee??

  51. N.... R....

    To slept on 2019 spread this shit 🔥

  52. M.... K....

    THE BREAKFAST CLUB BROUGHT ME HERE👍🏾

  53. s.... ....

    Da fuck this have 1k dislikes ? Are those people deaf ?

  54. w.... l....

    I wonder how many people smoked some good shit listening to this the first time. Its fucking amazing

  55. I.... C....

    Every Meechy's word heavy af.

  56. I.... M....

    I think I'm going to kill myself tonight

    I.... M....

    Ian McNabb you still alive Ian? Lets smoke up and smile

  57. T.... K....

    https://youtu.be/lhAWejUcIjg

  58. f.... b....

    hell ya

  59. D.... S....

    Meech’s verse is just amazing. Only word to describe it. Erick and juice set up the song perfect and then he just paints a perfect picture. Love the progression of FBZ, household name soon

  60. B.... S....

    Meech's cadence is quite something

  61. D.... D....

    I leak through like a real bad pussy pad watch me seep through.

  62. C.... F....

    Dude, is Erick still making these beats? This album is freakin' insane. He's gotta be the best producer I've ever heard.
    I don't know a single person who listens to them as much as I do. So sad I missed them in Dallas this year :(

  63. V.... A....

    I love that juice said this was one of his favs on the album.

  64. E.... L....

    Bruhh meech killed thiss shit frfr

  65. P.... R....

    My fave fbz track and i dont say that lightly. Infact it could be one of my fave rap tracks period.

  66. A.... D....

    Love it 🔥🔥

  67. j.... l....

    Anyone who didn’t like this didn’t get past the first 20 seconds🤣❤️

    j.... l....

    Oh my fucking god the day this album dropped that was my problem haha thank goodness I'm not a piece of shit

  68. S.... S....

    1.1k people have no fuggin brain for disliking this track, shit has me fucked up

  69. A.... C....

    This beat !! Thanks Erick

  70. J.... M....

    IS that a fucking xylophone?

  71. M.... B....

    Dopest rappers without a doubt. Living legends bruh

  72. J.... ....

    TO PROVE TO YOU THAT ITS ZOMBIE GANG, ROTTEN FLESH.

  73. A.... C....

    Real artistry

  74. C.... M....

    Fuck whoever disliked this

  75. t.... l....

    Can't find this nowhere else

  76. o.... c....

    I burn herb to this, I go to the gym to this, I study to this...best song of 2018 so far

  77. B.... ....

    Best song on the album.

  78. s.... ....

    Blood is thicker, than them Atlanta Strippers.

  79. T.... B....

    🔥🔥

  80. J.... M....

    Check out my boy
    FlyboyTwhy - From the city

  81. B.... B....

    we need a meech solo album

    B.... B....

    No we don't. They can all be amazing as solo artists but they work better together than any other group out there. Also I'm sure anyone would rather make music with their homies than to do it solo... just saying facts bro

  82. J.... ....

    Meech verse kept me here man. This is my favorite Flatbush song of all time.

  83. A.... T....

    Favorite Meech verse

  84. p.... 9....

    This video needs a visual💯🔥😏

  85. C.... F....

    5 months later, no fucking albums of 2018 touch this. FLATBUSH BABY

  86. C.... E....

    Make a song with WIZ !!

  87. S.... 9....

    Song of the year

  88. D.... T....

    no joke, my jay was out & i started to play this song and i saw smoke coming from it, something was telling me to smoke to this song. 😂 love it!

  89. C.... P....

    I just remembered this song on my favourites list &&& was like.. Why tf am I not subscribed🤔 anyway Their dope asf 🔥🔥😽💋💕

  90. M.... V....

    Meech hooked me after "man this life, is full of stress

  91. R.... W....

    Meechy Darko's verse brought me to tears.

  92. k.... r....

    Flashy shit wont prevail. Really shopping for happiness, but that shit ain't for sale. But if you don't show em they think you not doing well..😣😥😣

  93. A.... G....

    Dia needs to make an album of her own. Her voice is so soothing like jhene aiko's.

  94. J.... G....

    Meechy is this whole song

  95. L.... F....

    Brothers look the other way

  96. W.... O....

    Juice be on that NELLY shit!