it back to the old school
Who you know that could roll on the beats
I used to roll with them old dudes
Now I tell my story through sonar
That's it, I'm a beast with
Making a living and telling stories
A legend now with only 27
Wondering if I get shot, will I die,
Or will I feel the devil's presence?
I don't want to fall to victims
so I'm trying to learn my lessons
So much stress that people testing,
making me want to wear a vest
when they come in my direction
I try to roll with my blessings
Trying to leave my kids with something
just in case I have to exit
Fuck em if they can't respect it
I make it money with perfection
They know it ain't a banger unless I did it
we represent the fuckin' coast
Rolled it up as they light
They know it ain't a banger
And that's the label that I bang
it's the equivalent of regular heat, man
This music shit to me is like a drug
I just can't quit, fuck the world,
I just gotta have another hit
Cookin' up dope in the dope lab
Sellin' CDs like they're dope sacks
That's it, you can smoke that
Keep it purple, kush, nothin' less
Keep that shit to them broadcasts
I represent killer Cali where
Roll up some gas, I spark it up
you can hear it in the bassline
Turn it up loud, bump it louder,
Criminal still there, but that's
Fuckin' these levels, givin' a glock
That's it, I'm a California kingpin
Fools have been tired of the fakes,
I'm a motherfuckin' rider for real
They know it ain't a banger unless I did it
And that's the way we represent
Load it up as they light it up in smoke
They know it ain't a banger
And that's the label that I bang,
it's the crew that'll bring you the heat,
Damn, once this fool stopped,
Ha ha, yeah, like Biggie said
If you don't know, now you know, check it out
I get paid, count the sticks,
that is counting all these fake booze
Faded off of Kush, Blood,
tripping how the gang moves
People come with wack shit,
playing by them snake rules
But I keep the gang tight,
droppin' shit like this three
or four tracks the same night
Key through, so watch out,
explosive when it ignites
And, uh, I pray to God when it's time
for Armageddon that I'm not here
Hopefully posted up in heaven,
but if not, I still keep myself a Mac
11 A .357, all of the above, I
They know it ain't a banger unless I did it
They know it ain't a banger
And that's the label that I bang
It's the grill to bring you
They know it ain't a banger
we represent the fuckin' coast
Roll it up as they light it up in smoke
They know it ain't a banger
And that's the label that I bang
it's the crew that'll bring you the heat,