[Intro: Boldy James]
Yeah (Uh-huh)
Where we at? (Blockworks)
Bo Jackson (Uh-huh)
Let's get it (Uh-uh)
[Verse 1: Boldy James]
Down in Saratoga with titties on the yarp, ain't talkin' areola (Yeah)
Two for ten purple tops, hotboxin' for paranoia (Uh)
Non-opinionated, please don't ask me how I feel about it (Nah)
Everything I stand on in these streets, I'm bound to kill behind it (Slide)
Die about it, pops'd be the first to say I got it honest (Ayy)
Turned the 504 into a block, this shit ain't rocket science (Skrrt)
Got this shit down to a T, bro been posted, did his bid
Got popped with dope and a strig, how you got out doin' three? (Tell me)
Still gettin' hit off on consignment for the duty-free (Yeah)
Difference between you and me, how long it take to move a ki' (Where we at?)
My life is what it look like when God favors you
If you know what I made it through, then you can understand
How we got the upper hand and how that bubble Benz navy blue
You do what you do to get paid, I do what I get paid to do (You know it)
Can't even count for all that money I done made with Goo (Cuzzo)
So much dope in this bitch, they fuck around and raid the stu' (Mafia)
[Verse 2: Curren$y]
Cars park slanted, diagonal outside the castle (Yeah)
Ferraris gallop, the bulls dashin', Porsches skedaddle
Shiftin' gears with the paddle, boxin' my shadow
Countin' stacks from music and fashion is multitaskin'
The price is the price, it all depends on who you askin'
Park crooked in the 'Vette, my partner had to vanish
I was assessin' the damage, same time plannin' the mansion
With the showcase driveway, backyard with the hammock
Used to be smoked out at the Los Angeles standard
First season BBC, thought I was wearin' pajamas
Them fools ain't like me, already dead, ahead of my time
They analyze my lines years later, realize my state of mind
It's too late for all them fake flowers
The weed aroma gon' overpower it
I raised my money like a child and I'm so proud of it
Yeah (Uh-huh)
Where we at? (Blockworks)
Bo Jackson (Uh-huh)
Let's get it (Uh-uh)
[Verse 1: Boldy James]
Down in Saratoga with titties on the yarp, ain't talkin' areola (Yeah)
Two for ten purple tops, hotboxin' for paranoia (Uh)
Non-opinionated, please don't ask me how I feel about it (Nah)
Everything I stand on in these streets, I'm bound to kill behind it (Slide)
Die about it, pops'd be the first to say I got it honest (Ayy)
Turned the 504 into a block, this shit ain't rocket science (Skrrt)
Got this shit down to a T, bro been posted, did his bid
Got popped with dope and a strig, how you got out doin' three? (Tell me)
Still gettin' hit off on consignment for the duty-free (Yeah)
Difference between you and me, how long it take to move a ki' (Where we at?)
My life is what it look like when God favors you
If you know what I made it through, then you can understand
How we got the upper hand and how that bubble Benz navy blue
You do what you do to get paid, I do what I get paid to do (You know it)
Can't even count for all that money I done made with Goo (Cuzzo)
So much dope in this bitch, they fuck around and raid the stu' (Mafia)
[Verse 2: Curren$y]
Cars park slanted, diagonal outside the castle (Yeah)
Ferraris gallop, the bulls dashin', Porsches skedaddle
Shiftin' gears with the paddle, boxin' my shadow
Countin' stacks from music and fashion is multitaskin'
The price is the price, it all depends on who you askin'
Park crooked in the 'Vette, my partner had to vanish
I was assessin' the damage, same time plannin' the mansion
With the showcase driveway, backyard with the hammock
Used to be smoked out at the Los Angeles standard
First season BBC, thought I was wearin' pajamas
Them fools ain't like me, already dead, ahead of my time
They analyze my lines years later, realize my state of mind
It's too late for all them fake flowers
The weed aroma gon' overpower it
I raised my money like a child and I'm so proud of it
Comments (0)
The minimum comment length is 50 characters.
Information
Users of Guests are not allowed to comment this publication.
There are no comments yet. You can be the first!