I come
To you
In
My AC on my ceiling cracked
Smoking Killa
Light my backwood count 100 racks
Smoking Killa
I pull up in that black on black
Overtime cus I aint have a mic
Pockets funny playing Mailbox Money
Tryna stack it right
My AC on my ceiling cracked
Smoking Killa
Recording live in the Crenshaw District (Uh Huh)
I'm ready
Look
Pull up to BOK's
I got a show today
This all I'm tryna do
Hussle and Motivate
Made like 60 plays
Balling the Nipsey way
That's why they follow me huh
Need Huncho to lead the way
Smoke spot was right by Naifehs
Use to Re-up right by Lacy
In a black on black Mercedes
Never thought that rap would hold on
Never thought that rap might save me
J Huncho you don't know Jamie
Elevated nah I aint the same me (Nah)
I wake up in this state of mind like sky's the limit
Remember told them boys my vision
Looked like they was thizzing
Now they make the thizz face whenever I rap a sentence
Smoking Killa riding Mercedez Benz through the Crenshaw District
Still a hit the Slauson Mall and grab some white tees then I'm dipping
From Hyde Park to Hobart where me and Ryco use to kick it
Tryna kick shit with all them bitches ooh if they could see me now
Looking at Nip murals like this how you received when you put it down
Took the hussle to my town
Now I be riding round
Smoking Killa
Light my backwood count 100 racks
Smoking Killa
I pull up in that black on black
Overtime cus I aint have a mic
Pockets funny playing Mailbox Money
Tryna stack it right
My ac on my ceiling cracked
Smoking Killa
I wake up in this state of mind
Like sky's the limit (Sky's the limit)
My niggas strapped
You cross the line (Cross the line)
Well I'm gone kill you (I'm gone kill you)
I'm focused on a million cash
That's the vision (That's the vision)
Speeding and I'm finna crash that's the feeling (That's the feeling)