[Intro: Huey Briss]
Yeah, uh, uh, uh
Light work still work
Gotta stay on it, uh, uh
Do this shit from the heart, man

[Chorus: Huey Briss]
It's on you, oh (Grace Park Legend)
It's on you, oh, oh
It's on you (Uh), oh
It's on you, oh, oh (This shit from the heart, yeah, yo)

[Verse 1: Huey Briss]
First one to the gym but the last to leave
Makin' sure it's only killer when I pass the weed
It's the same L whether you in last or lead
So you might as well live it, make your casket clean
I don't know about them but it's the cash for me
A n***a way too fly to have a average piece
I work way too hard to keep my mind at ease
To be hangin' 'round people not as solid as me
Take another shot of sake as I ride through the Ceach
In the back seat, showin' my new driver the streets
Tellin' bro war stories like I hired a shrink
Take me back to the crib where nobody can see
I'm a all-star, all the coaches rootin' for me
I ain't gotta be hard, n***as shootin' for me
Thank God every day for this musical reach
I got fans everywhere sayin' how much it mean, yeah, yeah
[Verse 2: G Perico]
First n***a from the block successful in different areas
Comin' back in hopes that my n***as level up
Yeah, it ain't smart to go against me
It's clear to see that I'm built different mentally
It's clear to see that I done figured somethin' out
All them nights they called me crazy, them finally panned out
I see a real n***a when I look up in the mirror
Every time I close my eyes, I see a big, big vision
Yeah, I'm a workaholic
I gotta die a legend, I'm a South Central prophet
I'm from where them n***as trip off them tats on your body
Young n***as yank triggers, bust MACs through your body
I mack on these hotties
Put him on the team, give me money, give me pussy, give me everything I need
Keep me ridin' 'Vettes, keep me ridin' Benz
Hope God keep blessin', protectin' me and my friends

[Chorus: G Perico]
It's on you, oh
It's on you, oh, oh
It's on you, oh
It's on you, oh, oh (Hope God keep blessin', protectin' me and my friends)