I wanna go to L.A.I'm in the biz, I'm tryna get up and move itHe come up talkin' that *, call him lil' bro, lookBut he know that he not finna do itNiggas know we at the park, they in the twinNiggas out there up to stupidNiggas out here lyin', and they be cheatin'They really actin' cluelessThem ass niggas out here lovin' hoe bitchesThey really actin' foolishMy heart cold, all my niggas, yeahWe out here young and ruthlessSkirt in that SRT, hop off the lotPunch him in his lip, leave him toothlessYeah, and we not doneWe out here tweakin', now we punchin' niggas just for funI said this bitch a catBut we treat it like a fuckin' scatAnd I beens all blackNiggas think this * a heartYeah, hold up, we finna teepHold up, hold up, damn, nigga*, I mean, tweakHe keeps talkin' on the netAnd I know on one day we gon' meet, bro, ask himBro, just rollin' up a blunt so bigThought that bitch was a treatBitch keeps talkin' on my pageThat lil' bitch actin' like a freakNiggas talkin' about that roadThey cross that road like they a creepEvery time I get a payoutGotta make sure my bills neatNiggas like to beef up on that netThey go online and mask the truthScratchin' the light and I blow off that lightBitch like a motherfuckin' fluNiggas be broke sittin' on they assAnd they on the couch know I know what to doThey thought I should weed and own this boothNiggas smoke grass, they know I'm saloofWe beatin' his ass, he duckin' our coupeThem niggas, they cap, don't know what to do, yeah