[Hook]

[Verse 1]

Look for me late at night bending corners up to no good

I used to give the shoulder

But I learned to show no love

Growing gettin older

Stuff Garcias with marijuana

No money in pocket till my homeboy suddenly called me

Take care of the dually till we find somewhere to chop it

& shit really shocking like a fork up in socket

Walk on my side of town, you'll see this bitch polluted

They know I'm bout my shit, ask about me I be shooting

Somehow I always get caught up in some trouble

Don't focus on the past I'm more concern about tomorrow

Nobody Tryna hear your whining

Wanna know what I'm about well shit come & try me

Cruising down the block it's hot

Hot boxing while we passing cops

Packing heat, keep it discrete

Knocking on the door, peep through the window, gun to the peep hole

People pray to seek hope

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[Verse 2]

Gun tucked with no holster

Emotions Rolling like a fucking roller coaster

Lay my card down like its poker

I'm just really out here doing what I'm posed to

Bando where a I post up, on the wall just like a poster

& im making plays, I ain't sitting on them benches

Kush is making noise, Tryna get some recognition

Never got caught up, name got brought up, somebody snitchin

I caught a weapon charge but it ain't teach me a lesson

I came up out the pit & my mind was more aggressive

& if somebody talks shit hit his ass with the smith & Wesson

Still getting gas packs coming in from Plano

Came from Anaheim, only angel with no halo

Started off doing middle man missions

Then I liked how I was getting it so I decided to join the business

You ever seen the world is yours on a globe

In a house, spazzing out with a nose full of coke

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[Verse 3 ]

This don't ever stop, I can barely get some sleep

It's not the holidays but I'm still selling Christmas trees

I can sell you weight, 180 for the 28

I tried to get away so for the better I could change

Came back going hard but I'm still the same

Started off with an 8th, bumped it up into a zip

Undercover pulls up, all black with the tint

Used to hit them alleys & then we jump the fence

I be makin moves, Michael Jackson smooth criminal

& I don't fuck with these dudes, they talk subliminal