I just pulled up on the dope man, dope man I got my slang from the dope man I always wanna hang wit the dope man I learned this game from the dope man Everybody give it up for the dope man I just hung up wit the dope man He just pulled up in the O van

Why I sing the blues And everybody wanna know Why I'm singing the blues I've been around a long time Well, I've been around a long time Everybody wanna know I say I've been around a long time I've really, really paid my dues Everybody wants to know

Don't tell me that this isn't real Don't tell me this ain't how I feel This is all I have. All I have All I ever wanted was somebody to hear me And all I ever wanted was somebody to feel me And everybody wanna tell me that I'm out of my head When I'm on

Nigga really wanna die in the night time Tired of feelin' like I'm trapped in my damn mind Tired of feelin' like I'm wrapped in a damn lie Tired of feelin' like my life is a damn game Don't go, stay up and don't go Don't go, don't go to sleep Nigga

You've got to be there to know it What everybody wanna see It's the place to be (To live and die in LA) to live and die in L.A. It's the place to be (Let my angel sing) To live and die in L.A. What everybody wanna see yeah “Street Science, you’re on the

Making love till you scream, I wanna wake everybody While we're making children, I wanna wake everybody And I mean every, every, every And the more I lay with you I'm not concerned about what neighbors gon' do And I don't care if they leave this room

Simmer down bitch, it's Iggy season Everywhere I go they say it's Iggy season 'Til I get what I want, baby I ain't leavin' Every time I go out everybody wanna show out I just see a girl in the mirror, told her "you the reason" I ain't worried 'bout shit,

Everybody wanna be a gangster (So you wanna be a gangster, homes?) 'Til it's time to do gangster shit You talk the talk, you better walk the walk, boy Shit just got real up in this bitch (Shit just got real) (Yeah- Put up or shut up) (Put up or shut up)

Skankin' sweet Forget your troubles and rock with me You nuh feel how reggae music sweet, yeah-e-yeah Everybody wanna feel irie I'm gonna be skankin' Skankin', groovin', hallelujah Skankin', groovin, help me Jah Jah Skankin', groovin', under pressure

Bitch, I flex, Rick Ross, yeah Yeah, I came in with the sauce, ooh Yeah, I came in with a saw, ooh Yeah, I came in with a saw, yeah Walk in the trap like a boss (ooh) Bitch, I flex, Rick Ross, ooh Damn, everybody do wanna be me