New Day (West Coast) Video (MV)

I rep Cali San-Fran through the valley
This is where the fam be On the real I been valid
Rock gold like banana Shoes on in the sand
I don't give a f*ck I'm chillin call your boy the ice pack
Plus I'm cool and black And I rock my tats
I don't sag I won't brag I beat the beat blue and black
Match the mack Nigga please not if you wack
I don't dap if I find out you a rat or a cat (Pussy)
Time to take it back
Was a youngin' dreaming racks Fat bags Big stacks All crap
Talking bout a big trap Knowledge is power
But when you paying for it shit trash (Man)
Dropped out of college To gain knowledge
The road to the bag ain't clear cut polished
So I got up started Rapping like Christmas party
My skills got acknowledged I'm just getting started
In the game I'm hot pop bottles not molly
I got flames I ain't playin Work hard Play hardly
Young king Take Crown over Bacardi
Don't trip lil bit c-team bring the party
We skate gnarly and That's a plus
Don't ride the bus unless you whips Volkswagen
And thats a must the gang do it like dat
Bring the shaggin wagon when I got a nut I wanna crack
You look inside then you get smacked
Stay outside you filthy bat
You winged rat Around long enough to get cracked
Poke the bear you'll be a picnic snack
Fight the bull You get the horns That's that
Yo girl wanna know where I'm staying at
I'm really tryna find a getaway
That shit reminds of my early days
I use to visit my home and couldn't stay
That was in P-A
I'd say
The west coast Is where I want to be
Smoking O-G with my G's
Skating at the park Heelflip is on Fleek
Ain't nothing like seeing all the palm trees
Take me back to the West Coast Where all this shits dope
Cali number one The goat
Pacific ocean I float Like a boat
California girls steady stay getting toked
C-A-L-I-F-O-R-N-I-A
You know that's where a nigga want to stay
Shout out to the homies holding down the bay
You know they do they shit Everyday
California is 90° of dry heat
Everybody rolling in Kobe jerseys
Bikes down the middle of the street
In LA walking among celebrities
Take me back to the West Coast
Where they do that shit big
Rolling in the mud Dirty little pigs
On the walk of fame trying to catch a gig
More brown and black than a rig
If you got that last metaphor dab with your kid
Look at the clear blue sky and dab once again