Me and Joe... Trust Me Bro

Yeah... Me, Sunan, Jimmy and Banana Joe... Finally made it to Cali... Palm trees... Rap stars... Lowriders... Weed empires... Everything we'd ever dreamed about... Shoulda known we was fucked the second Joe started talkin'... [Verse 1] Crossed the Cali border right around sunset Sandro damn near cryin', ain't seen nothin' like this yet Palm trees swayin', lowriders hittin' switches Jimmy already got invited somewhere by three different bitches Sunan got a notebook full of business plans Talkin' distributors, expansion and demand High Life goin' global, that's the master scheme Tryna turn a stoner side hustle to an empire dream Then Joe tapped my shoulder "Yo." I damn near jumped out the wagon seat Monkey ain't never said a word in his life to me Now he sound like he grew up on Cali streets Wearin' stolen sunglasses and smokin' my weed I said "Joe?" He said "Yeah." I said "You can talk?" He said "Always could." Then this fucker stole my blunt and walked First night in Cali and we all went separate ways Jimmy vanished in a crowd for like three fuckin' days Sunan at a conference tryna make connections Joe disappeared too, which immediately raised questions [Verse 2] By week one we was livin' pretty damn nice Jimmy gettin' us the VIP treatment every single night Didn't matter where we went, somehow he got inside Rich folk actin' like homeboy was some celebrity type Sunan workin' harder than I ever seen before Up till four in the mornin' pacing hotel floors Writing numbers, drawing logos, planning future growth Talkin' market penetration while we both got stoned He'd be shakin' hands all day with investors and elites Then come home and pitch expansion while he couldn't feel his feet Started sniffin' Cali powder with the businessmen and suits Said "I gotta play the game if High Life gonna break through" Honestly? The motherfucker kinda had me convinced Talkin' warehouses and storefronts and profits and shit For the first time ever Sunan seemed focused as hell Like he could actually build the dream he'd always tried to sell Meanwhile Joe... Nobody knew where Joe had been One bro swore he saw him racin' lowriders downtown Another claimed he won ten grand at a card game somehow One bitch said he started dating a socialite queen Another said he joined a rap crew and released three singles that week I found him at a rooftop party overlooking the bay Purple afro in the breeze, drinkin' champagne Wearin' a mink coat worth more than our wagon combined Three hot bitches feedin' him fruit like he royalty or some kind I said "Joe where the fuck you get all this?" He said "Networking." I said "With who?" He pointed at everybody And honestly... I still don't know [Chorus] Me and Joe... Trust me bro... Every damn problem start the same way though High Life Vibes... Everything feel right... Till Banana Joe get an idea late at night Me and Joe... Trust me bro... Somehow gettin' richer every place we go Sunan chasin' dreams... Jimmy chasin' dick... And Joe somehow became more famous than all of us [Verse 3] Week two in Cali and Joe disappeared again Ain't seen that monkey face in damn near ten Every day somebody swear they seen him somewhere new Problem was every story sounded less and less true One dude swore Joe got banned from a luxury resort For ridin' a stolen llama through the tennis court Another said he started some weird-ass religion Had fifty rich white ladies askin' Joe for wisdom Some rapper claimed Joe stole his chain and his girl Then somehow got an apology from both of 'em One bartender swore Joe bought the whole damn bar Then left before the bill came drivin' off in a stolen car I asked around myself but nobody knew shit Every answer made less sense than the one before it At this point I wasn't sure what was fact or fiction Joe had become a monkey-shaped urban legend Meanwhile Sunan grindin' every hour of the day Networkin' with kingpins tryna pave the way Jimmy workin' crowds, everybody knew his face Pretty bastard walk in any room and dominate the place One investor handed Jimmy cocaine on a tray Sunan looked heartbroken "I slaved all fuckin' day!!!!" We laughed our asses off but truthfully it's real Homie put in serious work to make these business deals Then one night the message came... Everything changed Biggest weed mogul in Cali knew our names "[Verse 4] Three weeks deep and the dream gettin' close now High Life finally got the right folks around now Biggest weed mogul in the state caught wind Wanted all three founders for a sit-down with him Sunan read the letter bout a hundred damn times Talkin' market share, growth rates, dollar-signs Boy couldn't sleep, stayed awake till the morn Pitch books spread across the floor while he snorted and yawned Bought a black suit, had it tailored up clean Never seen the homie dressed so damn mean Jimmy laughed hard, said ""you look like a cop"" Sunan said ""shut the fuck up, this the top"" Every night rehearsin' every word of the pitch Practice handshakes in the mirror, serious as shit Seen the homie nervous for the first time in years That alone let me know what we buildin' was real Jimmy played his role, workin' every damn room Rich folks loved him from the second he walked through I sold the lifestyle, the dream and the vibe While Sunan built the empire brick by brick on the side Night of the meeting, whole mansion lit gold View of the city lookin' worth more than my soul Everything perfect, King Cali liked the plan Had the future of High Life sittin' right in our hands Then we heard... Clop Clop Everybody froze when the hoofbeats hit Sunan looked at me like ""you hearin' this shit?"" King Cali frowned hard, Jimmy started to grin Cause we all knew exactly who was walkin' in [Verse 6] Joe kicked the door, horse slid across the floor Gold chain swingin' while he walked through the door King Cali turned pale, nearly dropped his drink Sunan looked at me like "bro I can't even think" Monkey in a fur coat, champagne in his hand AK on his shoulder like a one-man band Three weeks gone, now the bastard back home Actin' like he ain't been missin' every night we've been gone I said "Joe where you been?" He said "Handlin' biz." I said "What kinda business?" He said "None of yours is." King Cali stood up, face red as hell Whole room got quiet, couldn't nobody tell Joe pointed at Cali "Yeah, that's him." Sunan whispered "Oh no..." Jimmy whispered "Oh shit..." [Verse 7] King Cali yelled "GET THAT MONKEY OUT!" Joe laughed hard "Bro, that's what this all about." Pulled out an AK from beneath the fur coat Whole room hit the floor, rich folks losin' hope I said "JOE WHAT THE FUCK?" Sunan grabbed his chest Three weeks buildin' dreams now they dyin' in his vest Joe said "Relax, I ain't here to start beef" Then pointed at King Cali "Just collectin' receipts." Apparently three weeks ago Joe burned one of his cars Stole his favorite horse and crashed through a couple bars Dated his ex-girlfriend, robbed his private yacht Started six different rumors that got half his crew shot King Cali screamed "THAT WAS YOU?!" Joe smiled wide "Yeah." Whole room realized This monkey was the reason For every weird-ass story we'd been hearin' all season [Verse 8] Now we flyin' down the freeway, wagon redlined out Half of Cali on our ass and they ain't playin' around King Cali put a bounty on the whole damn crew Every lowlife in the state suddenly knowin our