feat. Audio Push & K. Roosevelt

I can’t see, I need glasses
Of hennesy, I need passion
We live in a world 
Where it’s easier for a dad to have a kid
Than it is for a kid to have a dad
And money makes all these women love you
And haters mad
They mad at us cause they making moves that we never have
But that’s hard to care about when you got swag and extra cash
Turning good girls bad, 
Mama told me bout them winnin
Cause rats like cheese but never get it
Mouse trap, I see y’all
Get on my level of free fall
You want a testicle, like I got 3 balls
We extra, nigga, 
Hold your thought at the same place you watch at
Cause I got more bars than the spot you take shots at
You gotta have a passion for something
If not, don’t be asking for nothing
And till that money coming
I make my money stretch like dolphins
I’m all you niggas dad, y’all offsprings
You all see me with the same team
Doing what you doubted, chillin with your idols
Never talking about it, 
I’m from that left side, that west slide
That 87hs side
Where everyone of the best ride
Now let’s ride
Because my brother here took the throne
Price took the crown
Late night stand up for my niggas that stay down
Glasses up for the people that I ride with
Because the west is back and that I will revive this, yeah

[Hook]
We gonn ride, yeah
That’s on me, the whole team gonn eat
We gonn shine, in them times
Got my dreams and that’s all I need
We gonn roll, 
You better believe I got money on me, oh yeah
It’s bout right, cause we off the blast
It’s only right

I’m with my niggas strategizing how to take over the summer
Reminiscing on hunger, falling asleep to the thunder
Now I’m ordering kutana at the studio with hunneds
So much cash in my bundle, I’m prolly gonn tip the runner
I got your favorite center fold blowing up my number
Saying she down to chill, plus the liquor make it funner
Squad full of gunners, p1 drummers
I got niggas that go for, your team full of punners
I was told don’t ever underestimate a dreamer
Watch them niggas that linger, and never fall for a single
Be careful who you scheme with, and never point a finger
And now that boy buzzin like he equipped with a stinger
We in here, we held up game, my niggas is all here to stay
We been here remembering the nigga could never take it away
Black in the world and I’m making a way
Play with my dough and I’m making it spray
Hit em my knees on the floor till they bleeding 
I’m praying to god that I see a new day
What you say?

[Hook]
We gonn ride, yeah
That’s on me, the whole team gonn eat
We gonn shine, in them times
Got my dreams and that’s all I need
We gonn roll, 
You better believe I got money on me, oh yeah
It’s bout right, cause we off the blast
It’s only right.