[Intro]
Waiting on my home boys homecoming
Riding in this motherf**ing Benz, all alone getting high with my chrome on me
Thinking about Sharder, why he had to leave
We were high school home boys, another fatal tragedy
Busting my a** tryina make my future brighter
[Verse 1]
Cause thinking about the past only drive me to get higher
And I swear my flow of cash remind me I'm getting tired
But when I think about them M's I swear to God I get excited, Lord
I'm still double parked in that Chevy b**h
From Brown sub' to Belle Harbor, burn heavy b**h
n***as hatin' but they broke just like '
Alex Serra is my motivation to get hella rich
'Cause all I hear is numbers, boy, I'm on some next level sh**
Highly inspired, just getting by I can't settle with
Rose newer moon, Cali knew he had to let me in
Slippy in my phone, baby, wanted me to rap this sh**
They say I work hard to hide, n***a
If any n***a in the field of my grinding, I'mma slide n***a
Street sweepers and modified pistols
Sinner hitters and n***as been a part of my credentials
Cheap, busting ammunition that we buy by the bulk
Come here and listen to one of them n***as trap me a soul
Highly sophisticated blunts that I show all my troops
And all I ask for in return is a general salute
[Hook]
Salute, salute
Salute, salute
[Verse 2]
The same monster they created, the same one they gotta fear
Going harder than any motherf**er without a deal
Let me be the one to stay the sh** they repping out the crib
They ain't even for me, you whip whoever doesn't name you
b**h, I'm date all the way, ain't no f**ing doubt about it
That gay sh** they tryina pull ain't no way I'mma allow it
Jock n***as ain't tough and y'all n***as ain't about it
So I'm here to call you bluff and deuces I handcuff you
You got some dollar, then come shopping, I'm charging if you ain't my partner
Quit your talking, b**h, I'm rolling and all the n***as should follow
And I was just told that my b**h now at the station
Full investigation pertaining to some gang sh**
They just wanna shine some bad light on a n***a
And use me as example for the up and coming k**ers
But I don't know sh** about sh** mister officer
You the last person on the planet I be talking to
Besides, drive-bys ain't my style, b**h, we walking up
Life out the mafia and ain't no f**ing stopping us
We all made n***as and we all getting cash
Only grind for real sh** don't fall in your lap
That's why I can never hate on a n***a that's making moves
I'd rather link up with him and take it to the moon
I keep it 100 and I swear to tell the truth
And all my real n***as that hold me down, this is my salute
[Hook]
Salute, real talk salute
Salute, salute
Salute, salute
Salut