In Oakland, in Oakland Foot on the gas All the red lights And the stop signs I'm ready to go LA, it's ya girl, Yesi Ortiz Got some brand-new music I need y'all to turn it up and tell me what you think

Stop talking in codes Let me know what's up I need a love to celebrate So baby, take it all the way Stop talking in codes, stop talking in codes Tell me black and white Why I'm here tonight I can't read the signs Can't do it no more

If I'm lost then how can I find myself? If I'm lost now then how can I find myself? And if I believe you Will that make it stop? If I told you I need you Is that what you want? And I'm broken and bleeding And begging for help And I'm asking you Jesus,

I'm stuck in the dark but you're my flashlight You're getting me, getting me through the night I got all I need when I got you and I I look around me, and see a sweet life Can't stop my heart when you shinin' in my eyes You're my flashlight When tomorrow

So give me the work Me, too, me, too You gon' make me skrt skrt You gon' make me stop stop 'Cause you and me don't need anybody else Just you on me 'Cause I don't need no help, no 'Cause I like freaking You like sex on the weekend

(You're on fire) (You're on fire) Yeah That's how you know you're on a roll 'Cause when you're hot, it's like you're burning up everyone else's cold You need to stop, drop, and roll 'Cause when you say the shit to get the whole hip-hop shop to blow You

We need a lover tonight We need a lover Tonight tonight tonight Ninety thousand screaming watts Honey dripping from her pot Fill the cup to the top tonight The deadly sin is all we know Pleasure victim who's next to fall The question is will you please

It's the greatest love It's the greatest love (It's the greatest love) To top it off, you been there for me Never change your energy 'Cause only you got what I need I'll give you everything in me, I'll ride for you I would do anything, believe, I'll die

Everybody talkin' 'bout Pac's life (Everybody needs to chill) What do you know about Pac's life? What do you know? What do you know? (Only real niggas stay on top) Uh oh, uh oh, oh! Oh! Oh! They ain't ready for this

I'ma need to see your fucking hands at the concert Gossip gossip Niggas just stop it Profit profit, nigga I got it Everybody know I'm a motherfucking monster I'ma need to see your fucking hands at the And I'll-I'll let God decide-cide So I-I am headed