[Intro: 2Pac & C Dot Castro]
That’s why I fucked your bitch
Yeah
Castro in this bitch
BobbyBoy Records
We out here overlooking these views
Out in Hollywood
I never went Hollywood though
Even though I prolly should
Yeah

[Verse: C Dot Castro]
Man I swear these crackers done fucked up when they gave me a budget
I’m out here wiling out in broad day getting faded in public
Some babes in a bucket
Remember they tried to tell me that my day isn’t coming
I was down bad now watch the way that I up it
Never been a killer but the day I may have to bust it
If it ain’t a couple Ms on the table it ain’t a discussion
N***as hating but fuck it, all of the ladies they love it
She got a ass I don’t resist in a temptation to touch it
Or head hit it, I’m blacking out like tell me this ain’t a concussion
Fuck her like I love her but told her don’t make no assumptions
What Bobby say we blowing up like it’s spontaneous combustion
Bitch I’m sick they tryna get like me like it’s contagious or something
Got up out of them chains, and I’m cussing
I’m still the same, a n***a ain’t changing for nothing
Don’t pray for love, I pray for abundance
I pray that I’m able to go and pave a way for my brothers
To go and get paid without hustling and skip the pain and the suffering
I came from the struggle and I don’t know how to be slaves to the government
Fuck a milli, fuck a billi, shit ain’t safe till you doubling me
Something from nothing remember the days we flipped the eighth till we duffeled it
Laughing while they hate they ain’t getting none of it
No patience for these n***as out here breaking and covering it
Lames on that sucker shit, say it straight to they faces
Get out my way and go suck a duck
[Outro: C Dot Castro]
Sheesh
Got through the drought, we making it rain, we gon flood this bitch
Got through the drought, fuck making it rain, we gon flood this bitch
Yo just keep it like that, that shits hard
Sheesh