Post up and then pour something, I'm thirsty
Lay low with the peso cuz they turfing
Carlo kane with the
Exchange with the Arabs for the nicotine
, should I lift off on the white girl of the jelly bean?
Momma said, keep a sober eye man they homicidal
So I'm in between them rock a harder place, I swear I'm suicidal
Trying to change but I won't stop
Instinctually my instincts they be like test us so get the fuck off of my block
Open Locker, street connected
Orange county, golden ride I move around town with a G's perspective
Roll through your hood slumped in a
It's bumped in this shit
Boy finessed it
Feeling like a nigga raided level 99 in the 2000s
2Pac and from the east side they gonna eat fire...