[Intro: Oktane]

Yeah

She ain't even feelin' to play no games this shit look here, this that

South Side, huh

[Verse 1: Oktane]

You can catch me ridin' 'round the

Ridin' 'round the city smokin' marijuana

Passengers smokin' with me with a big behind

[?] them titties, took my time

Had to get it, now the city rockin' with us

Ask me how it feel, it feel good to be back

Never left, oh, I had to get it stack, stack

Never stressed, oh, my dreads braided to the back

Fuck your dress code, show up to your party all black

Squad, squad, oh my god, yo hoe get up a facade

A mirage, if your head open up your eyes

Black tint will be grind so you cannot see inside

All rise, I'ma be a West nigga till I die

This that bop, that [?], that bop, yeah that [?]

They can't stop us, I'm hot from my dress to my socks

I.E. that's my city but I rap though

So get right, or you feel me get left, get [?]

[Hook: Oktane]

Squad, squad, oh my god, yo hoe get up a facade

A mirage, if your head open up your eyes

Black tint will be grind so you cannot see inside

Squad, squad, oh my god, yo hoe get up a facade

A mirage, if your head open up your eyes

Black tint will be grind so you cannot see inside

(All rise)

[Interlude]

[Verse 2: Price]

Kickin' down the front door, real soldiers don't sneak through

You got motives, my nigga, already peeped you

Cook the beat up, now I'm kicking flavor like Sheek Louch

Cop some Vans from the mail, I might hit the sheets too

Another day of a king lost in I.E

Still accepting cards from my lil brodie Big P

Rappers come to Cali claiming games, this shit is lame

Niggas dotting on the pen trying to make it outta the game

We the last lights to shine on the darkness, I grew up heartless

Waking up, sore on the carpet, one room apartment

You grew up with a yard playing Halo and laptopping

I grew up going hard, shooting dice, slap-boxing that Snoop, Daz and Pac shit

I need to get paid like as soon as the cab stopping

Make a billion off rapping, Me dying's the last option

All about my math like I'm graph

Watchin' real boss put money in my staff pockets

Multiple businesses I'm [?]

Gotta hit Forbes side

A nigga blowed and still get more high

No new faces still with the core guys

Hit the pressure flip to the boardslide

For me, a new year's just more grind

For you, more excuses and more lies

Show you the way like a tour guide

But still your soul went astray, damn

I ain't going away, I'm growing away

Gotta watch how you move and watch what you say

Just keeping it G, you can't put your trust in one these days

[Hook: Oktane]

Squad, squad, oh my god

Yo hoe get up a facade

A mirage

If your head open up your eyes

Black tint will be grind so you cannot see inside

Squad, squad, oh my god

Yo hoe get up a facade

A mirage

If your head open up your eyes

Black tint will be grind so you cannot see inside

(All rise, all rise, all rise)