Life is bigger than we know
Got the secret getting grown
Wisdom come with age, I know
Going quick, we never slow down
Keep it real I never live a lie
Always looking forward keep an open mind
Gotta grab the paper, baby let's get fried
And imma drag the vapors, get back on my grind
Find your image take it home
Be yourself, you're in control
Patience comes with age, I know
Catch a jet, high as we go
Know your soul
I'm young inside and time made me old
And my mind is wise while I've been on a road
And this life a Comp so imma go for gold
Wanna know where you can find me
Everywhere that that shit dope
I stay fried, bright, no high beams
Snag a dime in San Francisco
Vibe with the high times
All our lives, we always have many days
We be smoking weed on the high rise
Peace out we got trips on the way
Boy I talk to god
I got them diamonds in my mouth
Boy, boy I talk to god I got them diamonds in my mouth
Give a fuck about the game
Observations of pretty women that want the fame
It's hard to maintain when she deliver the brain
Sinister visions arranged, fucking for days
Categoric euphoria, mind absorbed, pour the formula
Smoking on them trees, I picked the habit up in California
You mother fuckers better take a note of all the shit we on
I'm all up on my lyrical shit, diseased drive
Calling that venereal whip, she so fine!
I just wanna hit it and dip, she steady on the tip of my dick
She said she say she "don't suck dick" These hoes lie
Forget the average thoughts, we are not one in the same
I work to run the field while you stuck out the game
A touchdown, always bombs never talking Aaron Rodgers
Home run hitter Duke Snyder, no dodger
The pussy hotter
Type of shit that make me wanna go and tell her father
But that ain't awkward, I let 'em watch her
And I so fried my eyes too low
And you complaining all the time
That's whack I let you know, lemme ask y'all who go
Boy I talk to god
I got them diamonds in my mouth
Boy, boy I talk to god I got them diamonds in my mouth