From the city where you sell ice or smoke it Back home, call it P, guess the P is potent This life is bittersweet, sweet, sugarcoat it Fruits of the labour, that's the latest focus Ordered Kobe on the side, that's the greatest open She winked at me twice, I was late to notice Ex just wrote a note, I said, "Duly noted" I ain't rich but I'm fully loaded Just had a brush with death, now I'm brushin' shoulders Gave her different strokes like I'm Gary Colеman Not true, but I'm that vulgar So get your twin sister and your favouritе cousin over Life can be a cold bitch, man Avoided bein' Iceberg Slim by a slim chance Black and white, sugar spice, goin' yin yang People seekin' closure but, yeah, you know that shit change I was on that OG (OG), they was tryna switch lanes (switch lanes) Runnin' from the police (police), I was 17, man (17, man) I lost my heart in the dark, barely glowin' While make-believe seems like arteries just be explodin' Smoke a pack in the back of an old Toyota and rap 'Bout the shit we don't have, replay it, then we just laugh 'Til we crashed on the ramp, my homie's dream died Then he threw the peace sign up, and he left, where?