Lyrics:
on titties now and everybody sniffin'
She acting shocked by it, guess we live a little different
I'm out here just mobbin' in my Oakland A's fitted
I'd
how we comin' down
Early in the morning
Cruising, bumpin' 97.9
To late nights, city lights
Candy candy purple sprite)
I'm like Mike Jordan
Of recordin'
Ain't no rip I hope they die in the after life
Man your life is pathetic
You wanna be rich but look at you you debted
You went of to college
You wanna
and checked the chick
She on my back tighter than shit, like vise grips
I started clapping, niggas rolled up in blowing black and
Spotted this Rover by a log
Lewinsky, ooh
Massacre, massacre (massacre)
Fuck who all in it (brrr)
I fuck with the robbers (I do)
I fuck with the shotters (I fuck with the shotters)
That shit ain't good you
So all you just stop what you doin
Yeah no shit you ain't dead in a few
Inhales of the fume
You blazed in the booth
But does it
rest
In this contest you just need to see who's really there
Not lucid with their actions the ones who you see clear
The ones who hold you down
Is that
gentrification
Forced you out your home so the rich transplants could take it
In a city where it always rains but you don’t need an umbrella
‘Less the cops got
don't need it but I Want it
Make sure I'm staying a hunnid
Do just to say that I done it
I started off with a sonnet
Look at me bitch I'm flexed up
In
us apart
She want lil' Javi in her body, I'm gonna' put the car in park
I be like shawty, shawty
Know who you fuckin' with cause I'mma go far
She be
So called beef wit you know who
Fuck it he just let him kill all of our troops
Look at the bullshit we been through
Had the niggas sitting on top
need reason just to leave it I was tweaking
I woke up the next day like ten even
But I'm going to push it to eleven man I just want to sleep in
Couldn't
Maybe I should iron out my flag
Maybe I should put another crease in it
Maybe I should iron out my flag
If you gang banging who you beefing with?
that he who has been successful
Should look out of for his fellow man, his brother
I feel that's my role, that's my job
I know when I was a kid
You
They want us to silence
Fall back on that violence
In the city of sirens
Where the pity is hiding
Nothing pretty inside this
Tragedy is on my brain
the tags off
Yo who you know around here you look a tad lost
Guess it's time to invest in some padlocks
I ain't talking shit I'm just feeling how I'm
of fact is i am
And i did this shit all by myself
Skipping events just to work on my own shit
Im still getting bent cuz i think that homesick
Feeling like
look like water, now she wanna she dive in the water
Aye, Treat them like Luke I'm their father my spaceship I just push to start it
Yea , I gotta go
the dirt, nigga can't you tell?
Don't I ride by in that SSL?
Snoopy had to get it on, ball, beat ten of y'all
I'm just tryna show 'em how them men evolve
Yea i up next, hear i up next
In these streets best you stick and move
I's a shooter by the oath
Two bad bitches I can't pick and choose like fuck
like nova cane
She's addicted to me like white cocaine
I'm driving around in my city
Smoking on Louie, it's making dizzy
Going down south like
at the payphones just because, passing it to whoever wandered by
Later on, a few months, I found myself in the strange position of not having any pot
For the first
Lights, camera, action yeah
This is passion
Lights, camera, action yeah
I just want some satisfaction
Look at my life, look at my life
I need a new
who invest
Yeh yeh
Look at the time ticking
We get the work
Put the work back in
Make sure not a dime missing
Nigga we too trapped out
No movie we act
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