My ad dress affiliates me to the state
Of niggas getting money off
of crumbs and cakes
We turned to assassins,
used to play two -hand touch
Get a bird and do too damn much
Half a cake,
get your crew and manned up
Look at
Lil
Quincy, he done stacked his crayons up
New millennium, everybody phone tap
25 with a
L, could a boy hold that?
that?
Old crack, new meth, rap game, new rep
I'll be plottin' on your demo
while you do your two -step
I'm the crab in the bucket from
the bottom of the barrel
Got your concrete clutchin',
starin' down a barrel
On my block,
I'm a hero like I play pro ball
With a knot in my pocket
with them hitters on call
If I fall, the streets I worship are worth it
Don't stop unless you family or
you makin' a purchase
Throw your
W's to the sky
Bay area's where I ride
California, we so fly
Rub it one side till I die
Throw your
W's to the sky
Bay area's where I ride
California, we so fly
Rub it one side till I die
Bikini paint on the truck, got the
O's on me
The other guy gettin' bucks, I got
O's on me
Got my third eye open
I heard them other niggas down
the street been scopin'
You know I'm ready if
they ever approach me
My nine gon' blow up,
these niggas provoke me
My mind don't trip,
you know I'm with the shit
Cause I done seen too many real niggas hit
So I ain't gon' slip, not even stutter
Not even for a bitch,
even though I might love her
It's rainin' outside,
get under the umbrella
Your ass gon' die, playin' motherfucker
I do it for the money, I do it for the rush
I gotta keep pushin', a million ain't enough
I know the people lookin',
I'm runnin' out of luck
I might give a ten, but I never give a fuck
Throw your
W's to the sky
Bay
Area's where I ride
California, we so fly
Rubbin' one side till I die
Throw your
W's to the sky
Bay
Area's where I ride
California, we so fly
Rubbin' one side till I die
North
California, little city by the water
Bacon, soda,
Coca -Cola, city of the dirty dollar
This is my sign off,
from him I never separate
Bullets respawn, swift, fast and heavy,
never hesitate
Hoodie over the black dreadlocks,
this is the cover up
Park the flip shit and do the rentals,
keep em switching up
Big fame nuttin',
I chew it up and spit it out
Thunder on the elastic, show the strap,
aim it and air it out
They said I never mount to be shit
Fuck them, respect me, I kiss death
on the lips on some real shit
Cow ards better pop a
Snoke, somethin' tryna
fuck with me
Hoodstar, that's 100,
you understand me?
Tryna be a rapper,
I'm a goon though
With a sack on me, trollin' through
my area with a mac on me
I'm trying to be a rapper,
I'm a goon dog with a sack on me
Patrolling through my area
with a mac on me, nigga
I'm from a small town, little city,
two and a half miles
We the ones that vented, mad cow
Bam!
The little niggas can't beat the cows
Jump out, pow!
How you like me now?
Some niggas shoot back and
they shoot a little fam
Living proof,
G's stumble, but don't fall down
I'll tell you where you heard it, pat me
Got the nerve to ask me
Got stripes in the 94, murder cap me
I ain't got it, they can have
my little niggas cap me
Just laugh as his body
do the laughing tap
So fuck what he said
Chuck fuck with
Band -Aid
Cause of my street cred
Been getting those since
the day of the moped
Running through snow like
Saint
Nick's snow sleds
Nigga fuck this rap beat
Slay
Telly's rap niggas
Check my rap sheet
Throw your
W's to the sky
Pay em you'll swim right by
California we so fly
Rub it one side till I die
Throw your
W's to the sky
Bay
Area's where I'm from
California, lethal fly
But the west side's the light side