[Intro: Lil Duke]
Smokin' Cali Weed
LA Vibes
Wheezy in this bitch with me
[Chorus: Lil Duke]
Mama we made it to billboards
Thank the lord, I'ma keep praying for it
They told me stay focused, stay real boy
The streets playing dirty, get killed boy
This shit is for real boy, did all that shit with no deal boy
Niggas is fakin', they gettin' monopoly money
When I was broke
They was just laughin' at me like something was funny
Now I'm at three years on my dick
Ran that shit up, now we rich
We put that money right before a bitch
Knock em off, I'm callin' hits
Now I got twenty whole K on my wrist
Diamonds, my neck, on my fist
[Verse 1: Lil Duke]
You want a feature gon' cost you a brick
Thugger he gave me a shot now I'm in
So tired of losing can't do nun but win
Every day wake up, I gotta get in
Pray to the lord and I stay on my ten
Free my niggas locked in the pen
We sip the lean and pour out the seal
You niggas so fake, you don't know nothin' bout real
Labels keep calling, they want me to sign
Talk to my voicemail, I don't recognize
Came from the streets, I was sellin' them pies
Bitch you so fake I can see it in your eyes
I'm not a graduate not from DeVry
You over here but you playing both sides
When it come down I know you ain't gon' ride
I started selling and they started buying
Cooking them burgers and fries
No Christmas Eve, I surprise 'em
See me in public, come try me
Run up, I cock it and fire
See it, I buy what I want
Eat that lil pussy for lunch
I'm her lil Clyde, that's my Bonnie
We steppin' out and we stunt
Smokin' Cali Weed
LA Vibes
Wheezy in this bitch with me
[Chorus: Lil Duke]
Mama we made it to billboards
Thank the lord, I'ma keep praying for it
They told me stay focused, stay real boy
The streets playing dirty, get killed boy
This shit is for real boy, did all that shit with no deal boy
Niggas is fakin', they gettin' monopoly money
When I was broke
They was just laughin' at me like something was funny
Now I'm at three years on my dick
Ran that shit up, now we rich
We put that money right before a bitch
Knock em off, I'm callin' hits
Now I got twenty whole K on my wrist
Diamonds, my neck, on my fist
[Verse 1: Lil Duke]
You want a feature gon' cost you a brick
Thugger he gave me a shot now I'm in
So tired of losing can't do nun but win
Every day wake up, I gotta get in
Pray to the lord and I stay on my ten
Free my niggas locked in the pen
We sip the lean and pour out the seal
You niggas so fake, you don't know nothin' bout real
Labels keep calling, they want me to sign
Talk to my voicemail, I don't recognize
Came from the streets, I was sellin' them pies
Bitch you so fake I can see it in your eyes
I'm not a graduate not from DeVry
You over here but you playing both sides
When it come down I know you ain't gon' ride
I started selling and they started buying
Cooking them burgers and fries
No Christmas Eve, I surprise 'em
See me in public, come try me
Run up, I cock it and fire
See it, I buy what I want
Eat that lil pussy for lunch
I'm her lil Clyde, that's my Bonnie
We steppin' out and we stunt
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