Fuck the place up Are you on ten yet? Somebody pop all day (hol' up) Somebody on they way (hol' up) Stay down, with no faking Go up, top-down I've been racing (go up) She wild and dangerous (go up) My crowd in rotation

Blame it on the streets Don't blame my mama Don't blame my liquor Shootouts in broad daylight, South Central zoo life Young nigga goin' hard, hustle all night Mama prayin', tellin' God I don't live right Fuck right, go left, catch a damn strike Felonies

Rage, rage the night away Forget about the money I spent today Hope you save everything 'til you in the grave Ball 'til you fall, throw it all away We alive right now I'm a need y'all to turn the fuck up, now! I'm a need y'all to roll a blunt up, now! Go

Daytrip took it to ten I got hoes calling a young nigga phone Where's Ali with the motherfucking dope? (bitch, bitch) I be ballin' like a mo'fuckin' pro (like a, huh, like a, huh) I be ballin' like my nigga Mo (Bamba, bitch) Sheck Wes, I ain't a

Nowadays everybody wanna talk like they got something to say But nothing comes out when they move their lips Just a bunch of gibberish And motherfuckers act like they forgot about Dre Y'all know me, still the same O.G. but I been low-key Hated on by most

I spent some days in the trap and got my money up (yeah) Bust it down, the Rollie, now she's tryna fuck (yeah) And now she fiendin' all up on me just like I’m a drug (yeah) I remember back when y'all wouldn't show me love (yeah) Jaguar truck on the

If I could quit my job and fuck you all day, shit I would Yeah, I would Head so good, pussy so good You lil' baby, I'm the dad, tryna fuck so bad, 'cause that Yeah, yeah, Metro on the beat, Metro on the beat Ayy, Lil' Metro on that beat I'mma splash,

I don't give a fuck One day imma let you see that I don't give a fuck Just leave me in the back You really do love your friends more than me Go ahead and go out with your friends Keep spending my ins All I'm gonna do is win That's fucked up

Good to go, good to go Fresh kicks (all day) new fits (all right) Drop hits (all day) then party (all night) Walk wit a limp, and I talk wit a lingo Party with a buncha bad girls in a Pinto Run up on a motherfucker wit a dull pencil Sharpen up a #2 on

I like you just like you are Baby, you're a shining star But he fell in love with her fucked up ways With her drunken days, yeah, he still stayed Yeah, he fell in love with her twisted dreams And all in between, and he'd still sing (Do it again, ready,