Yo, uh, yo, uh, back in '94 was the year where stars born
Guns drawn, I swear I hate the plug that run off on (Uhuh)
Heavy on the hip, standin' tall in my AC's
In my own lane, don't mention me with n***as that's gay, please
Say please, I'll make you beg for your own life (Beg for your own life, n***a)
I shoot a 32, and he only been home twice
The market fucked up, so I made up my own price
Kidnap your earth, I'll make you take your own life
Sacrifices, I whip the Porsche without a license
In and outta Bali, coppin' P's 'til I got indicted
Made a quarter million out the house but that's not excitin'
Coppin' timepieces was the cake, without the icin' (Cake, n***a!)
First 50 grand was feelin' like I'm a kingpin
Money off rap, still gettin' them things in
I'mma chase the bag and let y'all n***as keep dreamin'
You know it's that season, I always had a block that was bleedin' (Alawys, n***a)
I never gave a fuck who believed in
My dreams so I gave 'em a reason, uh, long as I'm breathin'
I'm focused to, plottin' and schemin'
And West brought me to the door, shit, I just put the keys in (I put the keys in, n***a)
I'm in the Benz smokin' weed, speedin' (Hahahaha)
Bitch just hit my line she want the pussy fuck
She told me she at the crib fiendin' (I need you, baby!)
I'm a demon, shit, I'm what the game needed
Whenever I drop it's Camino season (You heard me)
You heard me n***a, yo, uh, whenever I drop it's Camino season
It's always my season, n***a, remember that, it's my time, n***a, word, uh
Ayo, posted on the corner hat back (What up?)
Fiends know me well, so ahead of my time
Plottin' on a coke to sell
Rockin' Pharrell, Gino Green tee, to my knees
Head fulla Yale, I could never fail (Never)
Worst come to worst, jail
Don't put me in a casket
Just burn my body to ashes and then wrap my urn in Versace fabric (Hahahaha)
Street beef was never my style, I still will let you have it
Big ass gun, we keep heavy gadgets
Layin' on the floor (floor), stand to myself (Myself)
I'mma make it out the streets one day, buy my mom a big ass crib
Have hella kids runnin' through the house
Stacked 20 bands, tellin' pimps sleepin' on the couch (On the couch)
Was locked in when nobody believed in me (Nobody)
I stay loyal when n***as was deceivin' me (Fucked up)
We're still makin' sacrifices so my team could eat
OT vacuum sealant at the Regency
Now I'm in the forefront, uh, rappin' for dear life
Shot n***as over small shit I coulda did life, uh
I couldn't tell my story if I did right (I couldn't tell my story, n***a)
I made plenty mistakes, but never did twice
Can't break bread with n***as that ain't in that kid's life
I'm the same n***a on these beats, and in real life, uh
Just tryna see what a million feel like
Street n***a been through hell and back, and I'm still nice (You heard me)
I said street n***a been through hell and back, but I'm still nice
Gotta respect my shit, man, word, that's my word