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take a hiatus from the music they be impatiently waiting for me to go head and drop
So why would I stop... I couldn't do that if I wanted to the bag

she loves the Chrome yeah grab me by the wrist
Shout out to my boy Zay he catching all the flicks
I know that you're worth it
You say that you're

I'm from the bay
Only Beamers and Vette's no we don't do Chevrolet
Kids looking at the shooter treat him like a role model
Bitches think we nasty but

double stuffed what I'm smoking from the bay
I'm a real Juug Star 
30 thousand one play 
50 thousand one day
They was talkin shit nowadays what they got

of the pie cause I'm going for the cake
And my face in the cake savor the taste paving the way
Want to pop from the Ville to the bay
To the real to the fake

Little boy so full of joy
Wearing round glasses and short blue trousers
Jumping and skipping down by the bay
With no words to say

And I guess this

thats a no now
You aint got no money boy u lowdown
Niggas u aint neva seen yo kids so u hoe now
They said that im better by myself like im a pronoun
Im

the nicest, This loyalty is priceless
See I'm surrounded by my brothers, These ain't prepaid goons
You motherfuckers get the mag, You want the East Bay shoes
We

the sadness at bay, 
The band starts to play over spilling champagne,
And nothing gets big money dancing like sweet caroline

Crystal glasses that shatter so

a whip-poor-will
The light snow
Ash turns to sand
Turns to boy, turns to man
As we cut through Chéticamp a second time
Bound to the sea
To the coast, to the breeze

not the topic then man see ya later
Cuz you just a hater
Pelicans by the bay
Pillows on the heavens
Hi what's your name
I'm looking for confessions
No

knight
I'm too scared to speak up and too scared to try
Got this crush, he so fly
But when I see him pass by
I just freeze and my feelings don't lie
Make

feeling me
Trapping through the day
Stack these packs up to the ceiling
Scheming by the bay
With a bitch
Got her PHD
She an oral doctor so I gave her oral

I been up since i pursued rap
Money counter all the blue stacks
I decided just to move back
Bay Area look like a new map
I gotta keep my eyes peeled

Anderson Rowe, rockin' Huarache flow
Talkin' trappin' ten to four, take a break from four to six
Start that bitch back up, this how you break down a brick,

you do 

Music blasting right by the beach 

South Bay goin crazy yea the whole team run deep

Always beatin cheeks damn yeap u know me 



Dawggy im

no easy job
No, no, it ain't no easy job
Aim the beam and target locked
Boy you better run or you'll get knocked
By a couple Mac-10's we keep em

[Intro: Jake]
It’s the Summer of Love bay, 
Yeah, it’s the Summer of Love, aye

[Verse 1: Jake]
Come on now I need a new perspective,
In love with

later
Show up early or show up later in my mind that to me is always safer
No location services you can't track me by using any of my data
Told bay I'm

Coppin' private suites for the secret escapades
Flights from Brooklyn to LA
Miami to the Bay
Love it when she come through wit' the sexy lingerie
Subtle

on why you should date me

One, I’m a special someone
I’m a goofy little guy that likes to have fun
I like walks by the beach under the bright Sun
But for

style

Know the been boy been wild

Done some wild things

I'm a wild child

I suggest you keep the peace!

B4 I make that thing go BLAO!

Call yo ass by

getting litty
Shout out to my nigga Hilly
From the del to the dub
Niggas got it out the mud
Fuck 12
Fuck Dunn
Stomping in my Air Force one's
I swear yah boy

it go
Been burning bone
I've met the clones
They less informed
We on our own
You've been annoyed
You won't enjoy
So what's your ploy?
I'm not your boy