Wintertime in the 6, I'm on my cruise shit
Black gloves, stash love, I'm leavin' no prints
I pray to God, dawg, it's very necessary
I free slaves, my wave is very legendary
Big pause, my dawgs, play is secondary
It's hard to breathe, jeez, she keeps tellin' me
Botched out, sky round, check my profile
Man, these bitches go wild, got 'em crushin' on my coast now
They wanna do dope now, now they wanna get stroked now
I get these bitches coast, now it's probably cause it's ghost out
Now these bitches wanna go down
Now they wanna go to Ghost Town
Shawty, keep it in the coast, now
I think I need a boat now, huh?
Labels on my jock now, I guess it's cause I'm hot now
Got me cruising wit my top down
Got me fuckin' up the block now
I probably need to slow down
But I'm feeling like I'm grown now
Cause I can get it on my own now
Got me feelin' like I'm Corb now
Such a Rolling Stone, now
Now n***as wanna smoke out
Now n***as wanna poke now
But they need to jock down
Got me feeling like I'm Pac now, huh
Or Biggie getting popped now
Cause I'm hated by the cops now
They wanna see me locked down
But I keep 'em locked out
I ain't gettin' locked up
I be like lock who?!
Show 'em how to block, dude

N***as hate cause they not cool
N***as hate cause they not you
N***as fake man, that's not cool
Keep it real, man, that's not you
Got the keys to the town, boy
Got the keys, I'm the man, boy
Got the keys to the soundboard
You take the keys like the land lord
With the brand new keys on the brand new strip
Brand new fiends, got a brand new hitch
Brand new n***a with a brand new bitch
Cause every other girl got a brand new quick
And every other girl got back suit quick
No, ain't no other chick that could take this dick
And ain't no other n***a that can take my chick
I promise, and I'm on
Ain't nobody tellin' me to calm down, nah fuck that
I'm just trynna follow where the drugs at
I'm all in and I'm on that
She's all gone and she luggage that
But everything I need, she don't got that
I used to see her look and I don't want that
It ain't seen bitches likes this before
Promise all these n***as know
That these n***as ain't too advanced yet
Y'all been [?]
Cause these n***as ain't too advanced yet
These n***as shorties all on my dick
Cause these n***as ain't too advanced yet
Let me get that advance check
So i can spend it all on my army bees
Camouflage and magazines
Big guns and baggy jeans
Desert tap for that G-Glass
Taleban my Sheik-bag
Fuck beef, I don't eat that
Lets talk money, lets speak that
Talk quick, but don't speak fast
It's all that's here and this ski-mask

(Pray to god I ain't dreaming
But we shot him for a reason
Gave you something to believe in
A new religion, go ahead)

Hope this happened for a reason
You gave me something to believe in
I got the new black
Tired these n***as woo back
This my world, the six be the new jack
We the new jack...
God when I'm gon' make it (x )
Either way we gon' take it ( 4)
Cause, n***as be out here dying dawg (x5)
Pray to god, cause [?]

[Inaudible]

Hope this happened for a reason (x3)
Gave me something to believe in
Se when I pray to god, we pray for me
N***as be out here dying (x5)