Throwin' on some new Margiela,
hit the blunt before I leave the crib
can't stop lookin' at my ride
I'm the guy, and I'm high,
and I'm flyer than a airplane
And it's a damn shame, we so segregated
I wonder what she take it
tryna be cool and be patient
this damn evolving situation
Tryna find a new big house
to raise my son up to be great
And one day you gon' figure out
who really with you an d who hate
One day I'm gon' hit the top
and change my number next day
Heard they tryna lock me out,
I heard you runnin' out of clout
I know you heard I'm comin' back,
no way can't let him take me
Y know I can't let him knock me down,
I'm standin' tall until my back break
Young n***a ballin' cause
they bringin' bottles to me
Fuck it, baby, give it to me,
fuck it, I'ma put it on you
You drop it down and I'ma spin it on you
Yeah, I'm not just rappin',
Young San Diego nigga finna charge her
Fuck a dime in the business, switch cars up
I keep the girls lined up
like Starbucks, ayy, yeah
If you callin' on my phone,
Don't be callin' on my phone
if you ain't talkin' major
stackin' racks like skyscrapers
I'm gettin' blunted back to back,
I keep on runnin' cross the map
and I ain't tryin' to wait up
I put the town up on my back,
I put my soul on every track
Young n***a ballin' cause
they bringin' bottles to me
Fuck it, baby, give it to me
Fuck it, I'ma put it on you
I'm not just rappin', really gettin' money
