STS - Odd Look lyrics

[Verse STS] Shout out my boy [Biko?] one point cinco Grams in the blunt before I hit you with the lingo I be's to Bear One like Guru's to Primo Do this for my n***a, hope you rest in peace Tino Gla** full of Pinot, pocket full of C-notes Rolling marijuana, got these b**hes on a ski slope Ya'll don't understand how it feels to be me though Trying to get the world to scream gold like me, hoe So we go where n***as can't go because of P.O Renaissance n***as like Langston and Baldwin [And dinner time??] n***a ballin', Spaulding Catch a beat running like Rawlin, darling Trouble now, double down buddy bet sh** Say I sound like Booty Brown, and fitting to catch a fat lip Matter fact this is the Pharcyde, welcome to the dark side Boy you better slide down or raise [[board park slide???]] Face first, [race??] is what they throwing at me Build it from the ground like a cha**is, a**es I don't give a f** nor do I give too many pa**es Whoopin' a** n***as call me [cashin'?] Outcla** n***as, call me fascist Hit the ground running, wasn't trying to be the fastest [?] at a time I'm trying to reach the ma**es As the world turn, burn herbs into ashes With [?] in my gla**es [Bridge] [Verse 2 STS] My n***a [?] hit me and he asked me I could sing some sh** to make these mother f**ing ba*tards Recognize that I be k**ing n***as, bring a casket Stretch a mother f**er, we ain't playing with elastic I ain't never mask it, you must not be listening Gold Rush III, it's time n***a paid attention Caddy on the grill, that my flow is an extension Riding this beat if you can feel the suspension, engine Closer to the top that's essential Stacks in the ceiling like a dope boy pension Bars on deck, straight shots no sippin' b**hes know the rev hard co*k co pimping Life is hard knock, well my block is no different Voted for Barrack, hope loaded in a Smiff N' Wessun Lesson, second amendment I ain't never cower to a n***a or contentment [Conviction?] is a [?] Doobie no lighter k**ing rappers, only way to light my fire Roll another, mother f**er's only getting higher He only said it cause he trying to inspire Don't need help rapping, I'm pa** out flyers Tell everybody, saying words to the wire On my way to Hollywood, word to Mariah She and Slim Shorty out late burning tires [?][?] [Bridge]