[Chorus 1]

Everywhere you turn you see a beach

Everywhere you go you’ll see the sand

Where them things go for twelve-five and I talkin' each

Come through on the West and you might see the man

Everywhere you turn you see a G

Who capable of bussin’ 30 out the can

Hunnid doors and everybody wan got the keys

And I know where they located 'cause I got the plan

[Verse 1]

Killa got the pop headin' to the top (ahah)

Yeah, I never see a drought tell me when it stop (when?)

While you fu-fu niggas doubt, it’s me got the clout

Two type of man

Ones who run they mouth, and who run the route (ugh)

Me and my dawgs on the block standin' on the sand (ahah)

Twenty loud, fifty piece, color Peter Pan (ahah)

I done see them things come in five litre cans

And when it’s all yours, ain’t nothin' sweeter than (nah)

Buss it open, make it crumble

If you disrespect me know I bussin’ till ya tumble

I see they feel they better

But I think they should be humble (they should)

I in the zone and you know I would never fumble (never)

Watch the moose, I am zen, Tom Brady with the mind games

In my conscious from the smoke of the pine flames (ugh)

Plus my thoughts don’t stop where the line frame (nah)

I just wan see a hunnid blocks of that fine grain (ugh)

[Chorus 2]

Everywhere you turn you see a beach

Everywhere you go you’ll see the sand

Where them things go for twelve-five and I talkin' each

Come through on the West and you might see the man

Everywhere you turn you see a G

Who capable of bussin’ 30 out the can

Hunnid doors and everybody wan got the keys

And I know where they located 'cause I got the plan

[Verse 2]

Wan be the first to cross the line, put in overtime

The only way you goin’ shine is if you on the grind (yeah)

Regardless of the matter, ain't nothin' over mind (nothin')

Until now the world ain't seen nothin' of the kind, I

Slice it right and serve it up, key-lime pie

Ain't nothin' of the norm that I'm defined by

Plus I stay surrounded with shottas (ahah)

Don't make me get them involved (ugh)

'Cause they going grill the beef proper

When I done with the game then they going deal with the latter

Don't give a f*ck bout the fame as long as my bank get fatter

'Cause nigga I am the crown (I am)

And that's accordin' to data

It's me who create the sound, so I does ignore the chatter

While I kick back on a beach (ahah)

Organizin' like Meech (ahah)

'Cause the youth I goin' teach, how not to be a leech

And set their goals on the top, and not just pose on the block

The Killa cadence so BIG, but he closer to Pac

Nigga here go your shot

[Chorus 3]

Everywhere you turn you see a beach

Everywhere you go you’ll see the sand

Where them things go for twelve-five and I talkin' each

Come through on the West and you might see the man

Everywhere you turn you see a G

Who capable of bussin’ 30 out the can

Hunnid doors and everybody wan got the keys

And I know where they located 'cause I got the plan