Jay Worthy & Larry June
Hotel Bel-Air
[Intro: Larry June]
(I got myself a nice place in the hills)
(Some new threads)
(A nice ride)
(It was fun)
(I like being richer)
(Wouldn't you?)
Ayy, you can't be scared of change, my n***a
We outside, you'll be alright
Keep your eyes on that prize and your eyes on that bag, y'know what I'm sayin'?
And don't trip, my n***a, it's levels of success, y'know what I'm sayin'?
Take it one step at a time, numbers
What's happenin'
[Verse 1: Larry June]
Gotta think bigger, I'm drivin' to Pacifica
When you writin' down your goals, you gotta be specific
I'm different
N***a, I could french kiss a ticket
Cuttin' off with them lil' n***as, love, you trippin'
Fuck it, wе just gon' cop the whole building
We was pushin-, to civilians
Anything to makе it out that joint
Look up to the drug dealers
Yeah, keep all that
Countin' up a thousand blues, I don't ever watch the news
Not a good tactical move how a n***a move
Lifestyle factual did what I had to do
Blueberries in the smoothie, no time to watch a movie
Yeah you had good intentions, but I like execution
Thirty days in a motel, goin' two for two
Now the Escalade bulletproof when we slide through
Rainy day in SF, jottin' down another plan
Thirteen thousand for the couch, I coulda bought some land
Condo with a great view I bought from a friend
When it's blood in the streets, we buyin' up everything
Livin' by the code, gotta go hard by any means
If we talkin' income, then I got seven streams
N***a, it was all a dream, manifested everything
Sippin' on that green tea, 'Rari with the race seats, what's happenin'
[Verse 2: Jay Worthy]
So much goin' on, but never stressed out
Bitches always in a n***a business with they neck out
Pull up on my bitch who live in Bel Air with the best mouth
Yo main bitch called me to hit it, she want it stretched out
I just dropped a EP with Spitta, they like "What's next now?"
I'm just happy that I could do it with some of the best out
N***as think they harder than Wackle with all they chest out
Reall riders really be truthful and shoot yo' shit down
Used to the Acky, but now I be sippin' Tech proud
TDF records you know its fire how we get down
N***as learn to P shake and thinkin' they from the set now
They be clearnin' samples so now they can't take my shit down
I lay the vocals and send it in 'fore the mix now
Always keep a bitch down, ten toes, stop down
You know how we get down
Been from the gang so you know a n***a been 'round 'bout the Westside
[Outro]
(What have I to offer you?)
(Nothing more than all of me)
(And what have I to offer you?)
(Just my everything, eternally)