[Intro]
Life
To the next life
[Verse]
sh** 'bout to get all the way left, if you n***as don't get right
Vicious with the pen and I don't have to [?]
My n***as in the pen, hold on, let me get right
And free little Style, 'cause they hit him with triple life
Words of advice, stay the f** out the game
'Cause when sh** get really really, you gon' have to bust you a brain
Pay heed to what I'm saying because the streets ain't for lames
And it's k** or be k**ed and I done did my thang
Long Beach City god, if I said it, I meant it
As a youth coming up, the black Dennis the Menace
Now I push rhymes like weight, from state to state
Hit the stage in Bathing Ape, then get the cake
Go hard is what we live by, but I done seen n***as die when it comes to them drive by's
Momma outside yelling "God Why!"
Holding a baby, tears coming from her eyes
Typical, day in the LBC
High point at all times, I never let them steal me
Going hard with the raps, 'til a n***a filthy
I know them n***as listening now, wish they would've k**ed me
But I'm a part of the Never Die Corporation
Went from doing street sh** to having corporations
Jets n***a
[Outro]
I got a funky funky style, with a funky slang
I got a fully automatic with the clip to match
I got a funky funky style, with a funky slang
I got a fully automatic with the clip to match
n***a