[Produced by: Moxiii Double Dee]
[Verse 1]
Yesterday I called by your job
I be on it all day, takin' no days off
You just wanna boss, I just want a boss b**h
When I'm in town, sleep at your apartment
50 floors up gotta spot on the bay, workin' two jobs just to move out to LA
I see my homie grindin', while I'm grindin' everyday
We was f**in' all these beeches but it never got us paid
No job, got some music to be laid
City so hot, but these n***as throwin' shade
Moved a couple miles, had me at an empty state
But a n***a gettin' cheese, tryna' add more to the plate
God damn, man we goin' ham, couple minutes in the club got us spendin' bands
Dumb roll baby I can fit you in the plans, but god damn baby how you fit it in 'dem pants?
Oh lord , can you look out for the boy, last year they ain't wanna put me on the tour
Foreign America, got me traveling abroad, and if they want the swag then I gotta bill a charge
Real sh** , I ain't want the shift, front it to homie call Papi for the bricks
If he wanted p**y, I bring them n***as to him quick like that
Couldn't find me on the map, since '98 I was savin' all my yen then spend it on some Bape
But, now I don't wanna pay the rate, trapped in a world with nowhere to escape