Fashawn - The Coast lyrics

[Produced by: Statik Selektah] [Intro] (Uh), yeah (Showoff, Showoff) Welcome to Cali Uh huh, (it's a Showoff thing) C-A, all day, (yeah), where the rain don't come down (Hey Statik, this that sh** right here) Hey yo [Verse 1: Kali] We desperados, black guns and gold Movados Chrome hollows, break bones or smash models Never follow, get it by yourself, that's the motto My heart's cold, feelin like winter in Colorado Cali kush burnin, my brain's like a furnace I was drivin in a Benz before I ever had a permit See this is my Erick Sermon and I feel like I deserve it I remember bein young, I used to spit my rhymes nervous But now I'm on point like a javelin, way beyond battlin Out of state travelin, haters stop babblin Remember this, California's my residence All my +People's Dilated+, just ask Evidence [Hook: Evidence] I rep the coast everywhere I go So even when I'm overseas, they know, they know, they know I never front when it comes to the dough I'm guaranteed to make a k**ing a show, they know, so let's go I ride around with my tank on E You better bank on me, to get more, to get more, let's go I rep the coast everywhere I go So even when I'm overseas, they know, they know, they know [Verse 2: Fashawn] Yeah Guaranteed to make a k**ing a show Uh, Fashawn I be the F-A, uh, yeah, aiyyo My life similar to dice How I roll, nothin nice, California nights Ice cold on the lookout, for the po-lice that's on patrol Pedalin white, wrong or right, d** get sold We gotta eat, so if that means robberies and runnin in spots I'm all for it, best believe I'm huggin the block Prayin for my enemies that is sendin 'em shots I'm hopin that you succeed You don't need a cellular phone to hear Statik/static Just listen to the tune of the semi-automatic What's happenin? My mind state accumulate dough and keep stackin Spend less time with the hoes, on some mack sh** America's favorite, blunt blazin Rhyme writin maven, rap Wes Craven A rose blossomin out the concrete pavement For everyone I admire, live on stage, it's the F [Hook:] [Verse 3: Evidence] Uh, yo C-A, uh Ev' pictures cla**ic, clients can't imagine Time lapse my rhyme on IMAX graphics (uh) Masterpiece larger than life Throughout my section, floss Los Angeles nights (nights) Songs that prays for him, school on Sunday (Sunday) Where's my flair? It's a case of the Mondays Somedays are better than the next one (oh ...) Yesterday I couldn't spot a Chevron (what the f**? Chevron) Out of gas, fast in Madagascar (that's Venice) Off the mask it was Chapman with a fast car (I got a fast car) I got a fast car, ten thousand horses (watch out) No trap star, themes are ferocious (get the f** out of here) I think awkward, takin for obnoxious (that's me) Less concerned with kicks than the boxes (f** your shoes) A man lived in a shoe Sold coke out the front, out the back we grew (who knew?) Who knew the day was comin? (uh) Feel this deal is really f**in Phil Drummond (oh yeah) I think that deserved a drum roll (haha) Drinkin juice in the hood wasn't fun though [Hook:] They know, they know