Lyrics:
where the homey creeps
Southside for life baby
The chronic smoke and Southern dues got me acting crazy
California life style, just living it up
Surrounded
where the homey creeps
Southside for life baby
The chronic smoke and Southern dues got me acting crazy
California life style, just living it up
Surrounded
and blast
And make the party live
I'm in the unusual, crucial life so nigga
Pay attention when I come thru
For you and ya crew
It's just a man and his music
I
allowed
Mami talkin bout she love my style
If you ready for the world let me love you down
She know I got that sauce like Texas Pete
A good reason why she
of my life
Yeah its Lesnar & OSYM
From Chino to Carson
From C-A to 'Zona
We got something for ya
I got Strong Style on my snapback
Crew neck & hoodie too
I got too much style to struggle with the rhythm
Selection of these liquors got me struggling with vision
Looking at my boys I'm in a room full
could stay
But its not a possibility, for me to float away
Cause my feet will be grounded here
By the time im not smiling
I reverse back to reality
Like
Channeled in all my inner energy
I'm so live
A dime of dosi dos in a dutch
Got me so high
Got me feelin' faded
Father time just rode by
Hold up
Sip some zzz
Took a trip to the hidden valley
To take a bit of a mental tally
Of where my thoughts are habitually
Non-stop flight Montreal to Cali
Steadfast 'till
how we rocking
Three Litre minimum on any Wheels & That's honest
Cali packs get That where the Dock is & it's Like FarmVille
When shot gun Shopping
Got
the casket
I told him, "Slow down God, you ain't wild
You ain't been in these projects in a while
Runnin' 'round with that old school style"
Don't think
Hollywood?
Yeah, I mean that nigga, clap happy Cali, clap when he 'ttack
Most get astounded by surrounded sound effects in the back
Adidas shoe, phat laces,
flights to Cali
Looking for a wife to spouse I pipe her proudly
She understands my life gets rowdy
I'm the same say
Prane day I'm icy outey
Yo, now I
Man I feel worthless, a good purchase
Abiding by the law
Good purp and good purpose
I ain't perfect, nobody on this earth is
Sweeter than the cherry
chance of surviving
Rain dances bring lightning and storm, thunder
The undertow from my flow pulls you asunder below
Where pressure snaps, your life
fuck yall when it comes to my life motherfucker gone buss,
Ugh,
I'm going day by day huslin, on my grown man shit,
Writing every day the pages of my book
a lil fuck nigga making tales
Out here popping up looking pale
Lil nigga why you act like a hoe (act like a hoe)
Down on my nuts you choke by the throat
just a Brontosaurus with a sixth sense
Walking around not even knowing
That he don't exist
The cardio by linguistics this shit be
The hardest act
Life
Is crazy
Yet so amazing
This is hiphop
Man I'm finally livin' life
Man I'm finanlly livin' free
I don't know about you
But I'm busy doing me
him, "It's for life, go straight to the garage"
Put it somewhere hidden
I ain't tryna hold a charge
Even if I held a charge, I won't tell
And that's
triple beam, my dirty bro' sipping that promethazeen
That gonja green that cali weed, a nigga lose his life try roll on me
Now, yup, yup we get it, no
longer living
I’m not into none of your living
Styles, it’s been a while, you been waiting for the drop
Going senile, I been chilling down in Cali like
Walsall
Cali pack landed, arrived in Cornwall (Stinky!)
Never had a fight in your life, that's awful
But I'm known to get dough
140, don't slow the tempo
robbery
Self conscious, self made
Got my life out of coach, upgrade
They try to claim it’s a brand new game
Some brand new nigga sounded brand new lames
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