make the tower fall, 911 Porsches. Number 9 Jordans pause the Air Forces. Kush clouds, blunts lit by Olympic torches. Gold bars melted and what returned Rolexes. Niggas got Breitlings to burn
I was born in the crosshairs without a pot to piss in. Where niggas get smoked over their Jordans and their Pippens. Welcome to California, nah, it ain't cold as New York. But life is a bitch out
try to save em. Whoa Guantanamera. Ridin' Audis through the hood, you know I be skatin'. Tiptoeing' in my Jordans soon as I lace em. Spent in all at the mall, it was Vuitton she lace 'em. Now I'ma
wagon. I was broken, I was broken, I was so broke. I used to roam around the town when I was homeless. Me and Lamar would rob a nigga for his Jordans. And flip it just to get these hoes another nose fix
attention, now I pull up in that wagon. I was broken, I was broken, I was so broke. I used to roam around the town when I was homeless. Me and Lamar would rob a nigga for his Jordans. And flip it just to get
went to the hood they think I'm ice cream. Money sky scrape ?. Too many Jordans think I should join the flight team Nigga where you from, rep that * (what). Heart, Break, that's that clique (what
Verse 1 Game. Blood gang kill 'em all, Odd Future Wolf Gang. Kidnap a vampire and drain all his f-ckin veins. Wolf Grey Jordans, use his intestines for the strings. Snatch up Rihanna and throw
