It was one of them days when The sky was perfect Beyond my vocab It’s hard to word it If this was like my very last day on earth then These 24 hours in LA would be worth it A couple of bills paid A couple of bills not For now its bout new kicks And new gear copped I’m not in the 6 drop I love what I got though Forget the AC, roll down the window Let’s feel the nice breeze Turn the beats up We on the freeway Hittin the beach up I’m kissin my babygirl Cuz I know one thing Long as she smile Then I can’t complain As long as I got you I got everything My daughter’s my sunshine All day everyday Forgettin what I lack Lovin what God gives Enjoyin my time here Replying with no fear I’m ready to Live Chorus I’m ready to live; I’m ready to see I’m ready for all that’s in store for me I’m ready to fly; I’m ready to fall Whatever it is, I’ma take it all Whatever it be, is fine for me I’m planting a seed so I can climb a tree And when the leaves, begin to fall, and end it all I’ma move on because I’m ready to live 2nd Verse Life is hard man Nah Life is easy Nah Life is exactly what you make it believe me Bless you Cam J I wish you see me Becoming the very star we thought that we’d be When we was watching Ed Lover on MTV We had big dreams man the Baggy Jeans Clan Practiced dance moves Practiced interviews It’s like it was yesterday When we was just little dudes But now that I’m grown man You’ve been long gone and I keep your name in my rhyme so you live on and Everybody’s somebody to somebody so Carry yourself well cuz really you never know Addicted to good times, but thankful for bad ones Because I really never knew good til I had none And at long lasting I’m getting the cash in Cuz getting’s a habit The same to give ya’ll I’m ready to live Break Life ain’t about what list that you can fall on Life is about who’s name that you can call on Once you had everything and now it’s all gone You gotta march on, we not alone Life aint about what list that you can fall on Life is about who’s name that you can call on You a pace for change you can’t wallow We gotta march on, we not alone Chorus I’m ready to live; I’m ready to see I’m ready for all that’s in store for me I’m ready to fly; I’m ready to fall Whatever it is, I’ma take it all Whatever it be, is fine for me I’m planting a seed so I can climb a tree And when the leaves, begin to fall, and end it all I’ma move on because I’m ready to live

Performed by Audio Live, Trek Life, Skeem Price & J.Bizness Chorus (J.Bizness) You see we Break bread in the Golden State If you from outta town then you know from the gate We got Palm Trees gangbangin and the best smoke But there’s so much more to the West Coast So pay attention and avoid the fakes Dirty Cops and baffling unemployment rates And there’s a lotta strain it can put upon ya But it Still Never Rains in Southern California 1st Verse (Audio Live) Most people come here with a dream to chase Knowing only Hollywood & ain’t never even seen the place But for me it’s all I’ve ever known And I feel it in my face when the Santa Ana winds is blown Yes It’s nothing less than the Mecca Avenue of the stars ridin in a double Decker It’s such a broad spectrum in this place From Hue Hefner to Maria full of Grace The pace is so fast and it ain't slowin It might swallow you whole man if you ain’t knowin' From wild fires and homes getting burned down To applications turned in and turned down But the beauty is still unmatched And the doors always wide open and unlatched A broad mix of prosperity and pain Dark ominous clouds but it still, never, rains Chorus (J.Bizness) You see we Break bread in the Golden State If you from outta town then you know from the gate We got Palm Trees gangbangin and the best smoke But there’s so much more to the West Coast So pay attention and avoid the fakes Dirty Cops and baffling unemployment rates And there’s a lotta strain it can put upon ya But it Still Never Rains in Southern California 2nd Verse (Trek Life) I’m from the 626 That’s from the Cov, Du-Rock to Pasadena Anywhere in-between em To Glendale We inhale Death and turn the beat up Sinners to non-believers just tryin' to beat the heat up My homie passed the bar We backyard celebrating Playin bones barbequing burning the weed up His little brother behind bars we pour it out for em Be a minute before we see another re-up It’s just the ying and the yang In a city where they bling and they bang And it’s an even exchange To play a broad homie trust me they’ll do you the same So we treat em like we treat they can leave or they stay When I say the bitch I can’t even explain How some a these broads act when they be from LA Chorus (J.Bizness) You see we Break bread in the Golden State If you from outta town then you know from the gate We got Palm Trees gangbangin and the best smoke But there’s so much more to the West Coast So pay attention and avoid the fakes Dirty Cops and baffling unemployment rates And there’s a lotta strain it can put upon ya But it Still Never Rains in Southern California 3rd Verse (Skeem Price) See she She my guardian Angelist from the high-speed chase To hoppin over gates And I spit, my soul as I walk these roads And kick rocks to the clucks and the stash I goes And on me The palm trees can talk They chop the lines in the chalk The K9s would bark but they can’t So they don’t yeah ain’t no snitches So we speak with the stitches Cars and the Bitches Stars and the riches is what my aim fo’ Reason why these youngsters bang fo’ Born and raised but the 9 area codes my home Towns where I roam Clownin the globe Servin in the stones with the keys in front Plottin on Hollywood just to see the stunts And my broddy doin 65 all from caine So just feel my pain but it still never rains Chorus (J.Bizness) You see we Break bread in the Golden State If you from outta town then you know from the gate We got Palm Trees gangbangin and the best smoke But there’s so much more to the West Coast So pay attention and avoid the fakes Dirty Cops and baffling unemployment rates And there’s a lotta strain it can put upon ya But it Still Never Rains in Southern California

I sit with her and think of you daily Thinking bout the why's and I'm pondering the maybe's Thinking how your style and you conversation changed me Much for he better I could love you forever What a rush, I would fiend for you touch it was crazy Look into you eyes I can see why God made me Her look ain't the same and she be hella angry Maybe I'm to blame but it seem like she hate me Hazy visions of us growing more distant Will it fade? I don't know All I know is I miss it I regret I don't get more of your kisses Makin love with the sweat pouring and it's drippin She prolly should listen 'fore she start trippin To the riddle in the rhyme that your boy spittin Cuz y'all one in the same One old one new And I don't understand the change what I do know Is that I'd rather be with you (Chorus) I felt complete back when you were around Chillin at the beach I'd wink and you would smile She, she got a scowl For me she got a frown I try to handle biz she think I'm on the prowl I'm tryin to figure how we slipper and fell down She say that I'm to blame and claim that I was fowl And you were so sweet to me, it was wild She like to say things to beat and bring me down And she don't like rap life and goin out But when I'm on tour she be out on the town She never have fun with me, no denial You used to love me my queen that was your crown And it's a trip y'all one in the same But you? You was better girl simple and plain And it ain't hard to say these thang cuz all I'm sayin is the truth Cuz on the real I'd rather be with you (Chorus) I don't want you to leave I don't want her to stay So now hoping y'all can stand there and go away And that don't make no sense so I just roll a jay And wonder which one a y'all is gone show today It seems bipolar So I told here if she see you in the mirror girl I got a message for ya I want you back in my life so when you ready fall through I'm just sayin I'd rather be with you

Open Make you believe, I can tell you lots a’ things that’ll make you believe Make you believe, I can tell you lots a’ things that’ll make you believe Make you believe, I can tell you lots a’ things that’ll make you believe Make you believe, I can tell you lots a’ things that’ll make you believe 1st Verse (Trek Life) My intuition sayin its time to get it My mind’s indifferent to this industries blinded vision My intention to raise the status quo of this rap shit And give it back to the street origin that brought it to fruition I’ma long distance from where I’m headed but well equipped for the journey though Rhymes written concernin those Who writin flows for they first time Spittin they fist line just Locate you timing and focus you mind It’s all conversation Being wacks an abomination to the masses that created this art I’m from LA where niggas is fightin for blocks that they do not own damn I’m not a gangsta I’m a grown man And there’s a difference Raised by hardworkers and killers Scholars and drug dealers Sisters who burn niggas Preachers who learn scriptures but, now I see It’s only me that can define me the T-R-E 2nd Verse (Trek Life) Far as rap I’m necessary but over looked like Langston Hughes first written words Or Snoop Dogg’s first hit of Herb Other words I rep the beginning up in this bitch Its like All major things start from minor events So here’s my first installment at greatness ya’ll All of you makeshift artist step to the side, move I’m like the soul in Savian Glover’s taps shoes You see my raps are the sound within the movement My words are like music on top of music That’s why you feel it even when it’s acapella Don’t even bail up if you not developed man I’m tryin to tell ya Forreal all-a yall just get yo mail up And fuck, What niggas yellin’ do you Here’s what I tell me, I’m me Regard of who you think I’m supposed to be Stop guessin Only those who know are those close to me They lied ya’ll Don’t look in the skies ya’ll Just close you eyes focus inside to find God (Chorus) (Olivier Daysoul) Seasons change reasons change baby (As the World Turns) Not a thang stays the same baby (As the World Turns) Every player plays the game baby Because you live and you learn You spend and you earn And that’s just day to day 3rd Verse (Trek Life) Shit’ll be over when a nigga reach his zenith Fuckin hoes a nigga prolly need to try and be wit But I don’t see it til they screamin I don’t need this Napolean Conplex I rarely show weekness That prolly haunt me later For now I’m tossin major hits like Eric Gagne Prolly think my wildpitch is my dog Check my change up Arrange a verse and a track like a shotgun weddin’ I make it happen You other cats are not real ready Acquire basics These raps are niggas who tryin to make it @ anything Mothers who watching they suns prayin Knowing bars is in they future 16’s, the county or exams Momma trust em let a man be a man The worlds turns (Chorus) (Olivier Daysoul) Seasons change reasons change baby (As the World Turns) Not a thang stays the same baby (As the World Turns) Every player plays the game baby Because you live and you learn You spend and you earn And that’s just day to day

(Chorus) 6 Rock what it is? Si what it is? Sakoda what it is? Phers one what it is? Promoters get the dough right some of us got kids Shame we got to do it to death to try to live I’ma A real focused individual Here to give niggas L’s Split the money dip and bail Long days, strong nights I’m on stage on mics We take initiative, lesson is sink or swim Hold up Homie I spit to win Nah, I spit to live this a hobby no mo’ Retracing steps just to see I got 1000’s to go I’m Trek Life For the perilous quest I’m ready and set You bare-ly fresh, that’s why the people rarely impressed You all boring they enduring your set like; what’s next? And I don’t claim to be less Than the best man for the job You mouth hustlers can stop Speakin on it like you knowin what’s going on you misinformed Small minded, I aint fall back, it’s all timing And this is a rendition of unflawed rhyming Take notes, take lessons but you’ll never take mine Chorus D McGriff what it is? Blue what it is? Yo’ Aloe what it is? Exile what it is? Promoters get the dough right some of us got kids Shame we got to do it to death to try to live Tam Blue what it is? Si what it is? DP what it is? Timeless what it is? Promoters get the dough right some of us got kids Shame we got to do it to death to try to live Partner I am not through with this planet I’m raining terror til my last day living Cot Damnit I promise you real shit Then leave a detailed hitlist My kids will continue to do the same to your children’s, children Nigga I aint just in it I laid the concrete foundation to build this buildin’ Don’t conceal your yielding Nah, do it willingly now Clear the path make room I’m built to last cuz I don’t do what you fake do Ya’ll chattering Gossipin’ hard like little old women And if the shoe fits nigga, hit the stroll in it You do what hoes do, but, I’ma go getter get lost Not enough workers, everyone’s a boss It’s a wonder ya’ll see any funds at all And I’m supposed to let you fuck my money off? Please If you aint Pac Division or Blu Or a few other emcees We not in the same league in Cali That’s from Silicon to Yucca Valley I don’t fraternize with you pack of liars don’t ask me It’s a marathon Goin pass me on the sprint I promise you I’ll win in the end And I don’t break I adjust so when you thinking he bend I’ll be shaking out the ink in the pen rippin again Right in front of you Makin careers off your fear Here’s the light to run to And this is only the begin settle in Scratches I’m the master cold stompin ya’ll beginners Steady hustle we get it poppin from winter to winter Heavy footed I’m mastodon stompin when I enter cuz failures like Simply not an option I can consider Get off me I’m that nigga Vain you’ll get slain by my vernacular rap slang What I’m saying it’s like Hell fire and war I’m not a game It’s real life I weald mics to make change look You get crushed like vegetation under African elephant feet Your fetus rap far under developed you weak While you embellish I energize and envelop the beat Make it part of me Capish? Can’t believe you got the nerve to speak to Trek Life You Tofu niggas don’t want beef I’m one of Cali’s elite In towners and outta-towners get smacked to your knees US to overseas what it is?

I fell up in the spot like a tycoon Fresh paid fresh fade fresh tennis shoes Me and my crew shine bright like it’s high noon I’m Trek Life damn babygirl how are you? Your body is bangin You make a nigga wanna make indecent arrangements We straight to the bar maker’s mark on the rocks And whatever she want Now babygirl let me start from the top its like You fly than a mugg Sideliners cock blockin but hold up I got this one Pretty face thin waste with the style you can’t replace The hour-glass straight poppin trust it’s like Drink 1 I’m like I don’t dance Drink 2 I’m at the bar in a b-boy stance Drink 3 she got me out there by both hands And the DJ playin the jam We partyin’ like Look at that Nah homie look at that She turned around dropped down then she pushed it back Real close so I had to give that a smack She turned around looked back now she lookin mad “You just gone touch me like that?” “Hands to yourself homeboy just dance” Sorry love I got carried away But the wayt that you move Really we can get married today hold up I know I’ve been drinkin too much to be talkin like that matter fact I’ll be right back Seen A-live with the strobe light hoe He need help with the gotta go, gotta go Damn she gross I head across the bar just to help my folks But then DP play the heat I know So I grab one close And we partyin out on the floor it’s like

They came from Texarcana Shreeport, Louisiana Olkmulgy, Oklahoma Missispi Alabama The Midwest had ways like the south So they bounced leaving behind the black and white water fountains And segregation some were born on reservations Native American blood flowing through they veins and Rumor has it many settled in Nevada Pickin cotton as sharecroppers while others didn't stop They crossed the border to a small desert place called Allensworth A thriving black city, one if America 's first To have a black mayor, black sheriff, black banker No matter how far they ran couldn't escape danger Them white folk put arsenic in the water killed many But freedom energized us plenty We made home in Barstow and Arvin But San Bernandino to Watts is where it all got started Parties off Central Red Fox at the Tiki Room Jam sessions @ the places where musicians moved Live shows at the Lincoln Theatre We was all in together can't imagine nothin' greater Brothas got city jobs comin home from the service The panthers in the bay made the whole world nervous Them white folks moved to the valley We occupied SouthCentral & Compton Mid City we stomping Skip ahead to the blue & red streets got violent Product of the dope game after Watt riots Hollywood made stars The black economy shifted Those that had vs those that didn't Long gone were the days they used to pose at Cliftons Black people exposed as niggas The nature of the Golden State where the sun shine And fame is a bigger trap than the one time I'm from the city too diverse to gentrify and Hollywood dreams have eaten many alive That's from the 626 to the 909 310 to the 805 We all one CA all day I bless The children of a better life conquest When they headed Due West

I’m so LA The only New Era I own’s a Dodger fitted Match it up with that flipped up Louis Vatton Acrylick Bleedin’ purple & gold hollerin’ at the Staples Center I’m so LA My slang talks lightweight bang talk So when you hear me speakin with a twang in your city I’m not southern it’s ours plus When we on stage get your bars up I’m so LA A nigga got a bucket but the stereo dope I’m bumpin Pac Div. J.Bizness & Mykestro Anything from Battlecat and West Wing Radio I’m so LA We got sunshine in the winter what’s up Esse’ I’m side street rollin cuz my l’s aint good And cop my green from the spot out by LJ hood (Scratches by DJ Buddy) I’m so 626 I’m at N’ the Cutt getting a fade from Tone Ken & Remo The plaza to Shadow Oak No matter how far I go I’m bringing it home I love the Cov I aint forget where I’m from I’m so LA Nigga we hustle anything That’s from Rims to Registration I aint from no Red or Blue team But got nigga who’ll catch fade right now over the shoe strings I’m so LA I spit incredible words Because I’m veteran learned Plus we only blaze the betterest urb Dodgin the boss eyes red up at work And you can bet I’ma jerk See I aint never concerned I’m so LA Man I don’t hit the beach to swim I hit the beach for them White tennis shoes hit the concrete and then We pop at em til the sunlight end Finta win ‘fore the day begin I’m so LA (Scratches by DJ Buddy)

He woke up in the morning to a beach view Grabbed the paper hit the balcony to read the news Crime stories took him to a place he once knew He laid back closed his eyes and he reviewed Daddy wasn't there mother used to never care She had him too young so the streets she used to run and he would soon do the same Pre-teens in a gang and he slang so him and sis would have food But life could be better somehow he thought to himself slowed down on the streets and focused on school Graduated at the top of his class Got the Academic Scholly went to college and passed and got the bangin ass job after but the hustler in 'em Had to shine he started his own business Now he globally expandin' finta pass it to his son and the pursuit of of everything can change whom the world thought was... Chorus She wrote the last love letter she would write to him Caught a cab and she never said goodbye to him LAX caught a flight for the better she was gone forever cuz she felt it wasn't right to him He gave her everything Love hope better things Nice home, wedding ring Places she had never seen She cared about him but in love she could never be Nights alone wasn't worth what the cheddar brings Daddy issues, past me misused she wit him for the safety of it all but the truth is he really aint the one for her and she want more than a life with this man feelin unsure The city lights grew distant as the plain climbed he read the letter heart broken at the same time her eyed started to leak cuz this man tried to give her everything that she wanted but that couldn't change Chorus I can't forget the first smile that you ever gave me the first moment that the nurse handed me my baby I couldn't find the right words cuz you were so amazing you are the key to my escape from a life crazy my life's dedicated, to a better yours your safety and your happiness is what I live for and i'll die for you all I ever wanted Sarai, you're my everything and changed a life worth (Chorus)

Let Us begin by killin comparisons Our differences are so glaring it’s the point where it’s embarrassin’ To be in the same class ya’ll act hella scary All flaming and flaring Emotional and caring Nope We not on the same level at all I’m more better and pure And ya’ll never before or after Wil match my ability to kill it I’m spittin a tyrant flow to take over your village Cuz ya’ll turn to women The minute you not winnin Start whining and bitchin Stop handling business And there lies the difference Homie we not children I get grown and handle my own without feelings Cold Chillin at the top of the pile So I rock with the Nile And flow opposite you jockin the style Takin notes straight jottin it down There’s no stopping me now I put the dough to the pocket and smile So Supreme (Chorus) Yeah I’m here now And I’ll e here later But you’ll be gone then And I’ll be here hater (Busta Rhymes Sample) I feel so supreme, I feel so supreme I feel so supreme, I feel so supreme You was there then But you aint here now And I was there then And yeah I’m still around (Busta Rhymes Sample) I feel so supreme, I feel so supreme I feel so supreme, I feel so supreme Nigga, Popularity’s for little girls I’m on a flight rockin shows all across the world Exchange foreign currency see the sights Double up and head home to play bones with my nigga Darryl I aint gotta explain my reasons for anything I simply do my thing on beats In my own lab, you fill in the blanks Give thanks for my presence and I make checks to spill in the bank I’m on my grind steadily Nigga you better be smarter Get your publishing up to mess with me Little dude we aint on in the same I aint runnin for fame I aint runnin with ya’ll Ya’ll wanna run in the game I’m tryin’ to ball off the court Give a fuck what you say I make solid moves now being lucky can pay Only once or twice I’m getting cash for the rest of my days Fuck being the best in LA So Supreme (Chorus) Yeah I’m here now And I’ll e here later But you’ll be gone then And I’ll be here hater (Busta Rhymes Sample) I feel so supreme, I feel so supreme I feel so supreme, I feel so supreme You was there then But you aint here now And I was there then And yeah I’m still around (Busta Rhymes Sample) I feel so supreme, I feel so supreme I feel so supreme, I feel so supreme You in the spot with a crew that brown nose and butt-kiss I fell up in the jam with niggas I grew up with Real family, raw but still flamby Plan A conquer the globe, no plan b And since life aint a playground I stay down Spend cash wise to ensure I stay round For the long term A lesson I had to learn Whether you with me or not aint my damn concern I’ma, Snake Charmer where the phonies and the fake wander I ruff the rugged terrain That ya’ll aint fond of Real champion ya’ll niggas is Jane Fonda Ya’ll fake niggas wont escape Karma So Supreme

Man what you waitin on? You want the success fairy to come and sprinkle more? You think your dreams are gone fall from the sky With no effort You feel like you should ball til you die Ok, Why you complainin then? When you lose but you never did play to win Got everybody to blame from God down to friends Got every reason to pack up and let it end Who’s fault is it? When you die without, ever once livin You had dreams but you never did go get em’ Trippin, thumbin your nose at the positive and The world is all yours Put it down, get it now, what you waitin on Quit lookin for the world to be fair It’s yo’ life have it all dog jump out there (chorus) You got a problem with a nigga homie “jump out there” You tryin to get this dough nigga “Jump out there” You tryin to get at these broads mayne “Jump out there” You tryin to kick these flows nigga “jump out there” AInt nothing given gotta take it homie “jump out there” A closed mouth don’t get fed “jump out there” You gotta fake it til you make it nigga “jump out there” No doubt get bread homie “jump out there” You think that you the greatest they’ll tell you that you the worse You feel you innovative they’ll yell “he aint the first” Trippin’: Why ever listen to what other folks kickin? Cuz niggas be bitchin There’s always somebody who’s dissin shit Cuz misery needs somebody to kick it with My own 2 that’s my whole crew We hold each other down winning or lose Through the thick and thin I put feelings aside I know who I am and I don’t look to nobody else for definition Because them doubters wont cheer when you get paid And when you win they gone still have something to say People request: How you make it Trek? I tell em left foot right foot homie you gotta take a step Don’t ever be discouraged or scared All people got is words mayne jump out there You got a problem with a nigga homie “jump out there” You tryin to get this dough nigga “Jump out there” You tryin to get at these broads mayne “Jump out there” You tryin to kick these flows nigga “jump out there” AInt nothing given gotta take it homie “jump out there” A closed mouth don’t get fed “jump out there” You gotta fake it til you make it nigga “jump out there” No doubt get bread homie “jump out there” Hold up let me understand you a grown man Who secretly has problems with another man That you never met before never shook his hand And never held a conversation even though you can You a disgrace to manhood, straight waste of skin I don’t play with kids Keep your little mean mugg that don’t make me fear Not a molecule of you and let me make this clear That’s what little high school cheerleaders do And you a chump You need to trade your dunks for pumps Give that nigga SB Manolos or something You a broad you should dance in a cage at clubs You and every nigga like you Get a life dude You aint gotta hate him for her to like you A cold stare but you wont come near Anytime, anywhere nigga jump out there (Chorus) You got a problem with a nigga homie “jump out there” You tryin to get this dough nigga “Jump out there” You tryin to get at these broads mayne “Jump out there” You tryin to kick these flows nigga “jump out there” AInt nothing given gotta take it homie “jump out there” A closed mouth don’t get fed “jump out there” You gotta fake it til you make it nigga “jump out there” No doubt get bread homie “jump out there”

Audio Live - Verse 1 Some people might think putting all this work in this game Without an adequate financial exchange Is simply insane Or really not using your brain But them niggas are working on a lower plane They must’ve never caught the bug They aint feeling the love and can’t feel it coursing they blood But that’s what separates me and you Cuz you a part time spitter I’m the nigga that’s gone see it through Believe it dude this is how I live my life If niggas is going left, believe I’m going right I see the light through the lens of my own glasses Nature guides my way fuck the direction of the masses Hip-hop’s not divided in classes Even you get your ass kicked or you kick asses But this is my personal philosophy On my journey towards a lyrical monopoly (Chorus – Ralph Real) And I know this might sound crazy, to you (repeat x 4) Oddisee – Verse 2 I don’t have no friends outside of music In my own world don’t require outside amusement It’s a distraction Really not for him see So I be rappin where my accent be foreign Not for the chattin so my actions speak more than me Niggas say what’s happenin and I prolly’ great em’ cordially High and bye in the same sentence I keep a wall up blame fences Built by the extremities in life high and dry from young Time flies nigga used to write rhymes for fun Add a “ds” to the end of that last word No BS Same intention I’m in the game for mention Amongst the greatest who ever did it Whoever spit it A long shot but I’m crazy enough Or is it wisdom? I’m on my way you can tell it cuz niggas pray I’m missin Opportunities that they was skippin’ (Chorus) Trek Life - Verse 3 God’s Gangstas good and bad women Nigga tryin to take these ones and stack millions In a better environment chillin My mind on my plan to expand and own buildings So I kick the make my daughter smile style Cuz that’s all that I need to proceed and succeed I remember being told she’d forget me when I’m gone But as soon as I get home she hit daddy with the smile And its all worth the while I heard that my career is self serving When myself serve a better living not a word in I’m bustin’ with a purpose To let her know if I can win from rockin shows then anything is possible I never think of rockin shows for lots of weed and lots a hoes Fuck if you believe or not, I’ma proceed to rock So baby girl when I’m gone you can trust Everything that I do is for you Plus I do it for us (Chorus)