I'm goin', goin'
Take a flight like a motherfuckin'
Boeing
Aftermath, and faggot like
you ain't knowin'
We stack Bentleys, drive fast cars
And fuck with multiple
minages
Livin' the largest, nigga we heartless
How could you blame us?
Crooked cops, they frame us
They mad cause I'm more fam
ous than Amos, right?
Taking cookies from these rookies
could be dangerous, right?
Salute your motherfucking city
of them Angels, right!
That entertain the life,
that ain't the life that we livin'
Most of my niggas is better
off in prison
Wishin', missing
They fuckin' kids, man,
they fuckin' wife, man
The double meaning only caught
up with that white man
Turn off the lights, man,
put up the lights, man
Let 'em know we still got it for the right price,
man
And you could disappear for
the right price, man
This the left culture,
best know everybody get lost just...
(Tryna' find the ocean) It's
over here
(Tryna' find the ocean) Yeah,
it's to the left
(Tryna' find the ocean) Cause we ain't hard to find,
follow the sunshine
(Fuckin' everywhere)
Where the beaches? Where
the bitches?
You know, right here,
so come on in
Well, I'm gone man
They out of Goose, get Patron then
Can't sell it, move it by
the zone and
The money talk,
only conversate with grown men
The paper real basic,
like the birds that get flown in
California hotties, like
furniture in my lobby
Where I'm from, don't you know? Nigga,
drinkin' ain't a hobby
I'm bi- coastal,
nigga don't make me go postal
You know I keep the
Glock 9 comfy in my holster
I'm supposed to ride roasters
Sip bottles on Louis coasters
Feed bitch niggas to the vultures
What, you mad cause I'm
back with the doc?
Money, alongside the yacht
Diamonds inside of my watch, ballin'
We all live playin' poker with this rap shit
Game time chips on the table,
you know how I get
Hundred thousand Benz
Million dollar checks
Lookin' on my city,
kinda hard when you standin' through the clouds and...
(Tryna' find the ocean) It's
over here
(Tryna' find the ocean) Yeah,
it's to the left
(Tryna' find the ocean) Cause we ain't hard to find,
follow the sunshine
(Fuckin' everywhere)
So you know where to find me
right under the palm tree
High as i wanna be
Whenever you touchdown in Cali,
be prepared
Cause niggas there,
might put your life on the line
Put your life on the line
Put your life on the line
Put your life on the line
If you wonderin' where I be
You know where to find me
I'll be right by that ocean
Don't get it twisted
It's the fuckin' pacific
Come and see,
I be right by that ocean
From comin' to follow that order
Understood? We comin'
from the water
From comin' to follow that order
Understood? We comin'
from the water
One of the thing
One of the damn thing
Tryna' find the ocean
Tryna' find the ocean
Tryna' find the ocean
