Bury me a G
Nothin corny on my conscience
Heavy on the scene
I ain't really have no options
My pops was in the streets and my mama at her job
So when I turn into a teen I was always in some nonsense
Things change nowadays nigga out here popping
If this rap shit don't crack
Imma still eat off modeling
Dark skin chocolate
If I smile then I got her
But I don't even want her, gotta focus on my daughter
When times get hard, we go harder
My mind was scarred but don't bother
The main event from show starting
You shoulda seen how they lowballed him
Take it on the chin it's a lesson
Cuz when you really him they gone test it
10 years later with the extras
Long way from selling food stamps to get a beverage
Long way from in the country building tryna leverage
Sell these bus tokens
Heavy blunt smoking
Long Beach transit we was in the tuck focused
Moving slow but fuck it tho we had some motion
Meet me off ocean, make a play by the waves
Lookin back I shoulda saved but I was stuck in up my ways
Gotta make it I don't care what people say
You mistaken if you think I came to play
Lights get low
Lights get low
Nights get cold
Nights get cold
Light my fire
Ice my soul
Might go high
Might go low
Lights get low
Lights get low
Nights get cold
Nights get cold