Please no more meeting at SoHo Please no more thinking we bro bros I ain't been seen in like oh I ain't been seen in like oh, no Fuckin' tired of comin' from Compton to go to Hollywood Fucking dinner meetings that last 30 minutes when traffic be like an

Don’t make my goons go stupid Yeah my homies still Go stupid, go stupid, yeah My homies still Look, i’m eastside them haters 90 going west My niggas pumping so much bass, muthafuckas going deaf Man, fuck ya'll with a sick dick, semi automatic no click

The aftertaste I know there's nothing that I can do to make you stay But one thing I know that will always remain And that's the aftertaste Don't break, don't fade While we're not real, we're never too late Make time, it won’t hurt Said I’ll go now, but

We've got our wild love raging, raging Raging, raging Don't you be alone, you can always find me I know that you hate it And I hate it Just as much as you But if you can brave it I can brave it

Light it up, let it out, stir it up, turning dirt to dust Slip on out where the weekend lives Put a Friday night hurt on a bottle of fifth Getting gone to the song's that the midnight's playing Put a little way out underneath these boots Kick that switch

(Aha, aha, aha) I said me and my backwood Ooh we be vibing so good Said papa gon' roll one for me He gon' get me lit, he my everyday smoke Baby let it fall right through me Give me one more hit of that everyday nasty, so nasty Light me up, till my

Yo por perro me lo busqué No sé por qué De Lunes a Jueves sé disimular Pero llega el weekend y me pongo mal Trato de ignorarlo y me voy a rumbear Con un par de amigas para impresionar Pero cada vez que siento el celular Pienso que eres tú que vuelves a

The ones who I confide were gone in the black of the night We keep writing, talking and planning, but everything's changing We all know what to do but know one does it Now this time has passed and full of regret Two in my heart have left me a while, I

He was a million miles from a million dollars But you can never spend his wealth When I was a kid, my grandfather was a preacher He said God only helps those Who learn to help themselves Wave, put your hands up, and hands down When I was a kid, I used to

Goodness knows You're my honeysuckle rose Don't buy sugar You just have to touch my cup You're my sugar It's sweeter when you stir it up When I'm taking sips from your tasty lips Seems the honey fairly drips Every honey bee fills with jealousy