by niggas who pushed crack
Who was raised in the 70's
by niggas who pushed Mack
Who was raised in the 60's
by some niggas who pushed black
all that shit done got pushed back
They say life is a bitch, still bitch
Making money is a bitch, still bitch
I say ain't that a bitch, just bitch
Said she wanna fly high just to be my baby
She just wants to kick it,
she just wants to kick it
I'm high in the sky with my rooftop ladies
Said she wanna fly high just to be my baby
She just wants to kick it,
she just wants to kick it
Just me and my three bitches
C .O .B. till a nigga got gray hair
Haters wanna kill me, cops never play fair
Feel like when Pac passed,
he named me the main heir
heater keep smoking like a peace pipe
Put you in the breeze like Doja
Adidas nigga eat striped cobra
Teaching money to speak like Oprah
took my good friend's memory
He don't even remember me,
even though it's his head
that fucked mine up mentally
they gotta die for what they did to me
Fuck his leg, I'ma bust him in his head
to have a discussion with the dead
If I slip up and they touch me
Don't rush me to the hospital,
them suckers wanna cuff me to the bed
Listen, the underbelly of society is speaking
If it's beef you're seeking,
you should aspire to be a vegan
If you speaking on green,
I'm thinking you preaching
To the choir and the deacon,
my chain shining brighter than a beacon
Yeah, whatever the budget,
whenever cheddar's the subject
My beret'll hold you niggas
And a nigga know it ain't right
Give me your money, your guns, or your life
Me and my three bitches in the sky
Said she wanna fly high just to be my baby
She just wants to kick it
She just wants to kick it with a flow OG
Just me and my three bitches
I'm high in the sky with my rooftop ladies
Said she wanna fly high just to be my baby
She just wants to kick it
She just wants to kick it with a true OG
You don't like my frown too bad?
Even when he smile, dude mad
Nigga pants got that wild goon sag
while I'm sipping on my Cisco
And the block is hotter than chicken
when it's sizzling in Crisco
The bristles say she's stripping
She pop pizzles and sniff blow
I crush the niggas' millican
shots spin you in mid -air
Like you some kind of silly fan,
damn, who's realer than me?
Cause where I'm from, it's
Niggas bust guns when they oughta
Put a slug in your daughter,
turn your sons into martyrs
when there's blood in the water
Mathematic with rounds I bust
Subtract you down to dust,
Knock us square out, you cowards
when shots ring to the third power
Nowadays, crime fuckin' pays
I'm super glued to Long Beach,
wanna know how I get down, man
I high in the sky with my rooftop ladies
Say she wanna fly high just to be my baby
She just wants to kick it,
she just wants to kick it
Guns, money, life, love all three