You gotta do it on your own
Ride around the city and feeling real blown
Haters talking down up until you go ghost
D's (detectives) on my ass
Trynna a pull up from home
But i ain't go nowhere
I'ma go fro the throne
You gotta do it on your own
Ride around the city and feeling real blown
Haters talking down up until you go ghost
D's (detectives) on my ass
Trynna a pull up from home
But i ain't go nowhere
I'ma go fro the throne
I like to chill
Bump some instrumentals
And let
My emotions feel
Now what's the deal
Tell me if it's real
I'm out here on the field
Hot boxing in the car
Getting high like cypress hill
For real
Now do you
Have the balls to kill
For what you love
Become addicted to this shit
Like an overdose off pills
World so cold I bet it give you the chills
So many run around
Going nowhere like a treadmill
See we keep it like a hundred dollar bill
Henney in my cup
And i'm careful not to spill
I'm a man of peace
But best believe i got the weapon concealed
Give a f*ck who are
I'll let God decide who's real
You gotta do it on your own
Ride around the city and feeling real blown
Haters talking down up until you go ghost
D's (detectives) on my ass
Trynna a pull up from home
But i ain't go nowhere
I'ma go fro the throne
You gotta do it on your own
Ride around the city and feeling real blown
Haters talking down up until you go ghost
D's (detectives) on my ass
Trynna a pull up from home
But i ain't go nowhere
I'ma go fro the throne
And it's on
Crack the bottle open
I'm with the homies
And we toasting
Watching out for cops
If anybody trynna tripping yea then we lokin
Trynna keep the peace
But i got the piece on me
Now tell me if you really want it
Down to do this shit
Up till the early morning
F*ck it bring the hook back around
Down PCH and we coasting