When it comes
You’ll know
We can make it if we just try to


Too young to let go
Just take a chance to believe it


One time is all it takes
Two minds lead to heartache
Every moment there’s a dream to break
There’s a moment and a chance to take


(too young to let go)


(just take chance to)


One time is all it takes
Two minds lead to heartache
Every moment there’s a dream to break
There’s a moment and a chance to take

Wake up in the morning
Money coming for me
Other chicks is boring
Money coming for me
Pedal to the floor and
Money coming for me
Money falling on me
Money and more money
Money and more money (falling from the sky) 2xWake up in the morning
Other chicks is boring
Pedal to the floor and
Money on my mindHey Ty Dollar
If you see him
Tell him I said holla
Cuz the dollar sign is my…
I’m twerk, twerk, twerking all these Franklins, I’m a scholar
I’ve been working for it
I’ve been grinding for it
No one else done done it
I got it cuz I want it
I am the queen and the champion like
Like Freddy Mercury…
Forever I want it and I ain’t giving it up
I work my hands to the bone and now I’m living it up
I’m going dumb in the club
My friends, we don’t give a hug
We work to hard to get her
The type to even it up
No
We in the sky with grills
Gold in the teeth
We do it for the thrills
Sexy and we trill
We never let you buss
Unless you are a boss
With a BE and MERTell Drizzy beep
me 911
No emergency,
Girls just
Wanna have fun
I’m swimming in a
pool with 50/50’s and a sun
He can get it
with me and we can get it filthy
I hustle like the
King out the jungle
So if you wanna
tussle, come hard or pull a muscle
This everything I
wanted in my dreams
That G Wag Benz,
That French pair seen
Hair down my back
Booty up high
I bench and I cut
They wanna tell
me why
They
misunderstood
I said I do or I
die
In these streets
when the lights come alive in the night like
We in the sky
with grills
Gold in the teeth
We do it for the
thrills
Sexy and we trill
We never let you
buss
Unless you are a
boss
With a BE and MER

I’m on that otherNo other with a flow like himPoisonous style, that’s the reason they don’t bite himNo TitanI’m more like a Lyken writingStrive em like triton my spider sense are quiet enticingWhen I’m in the booth it’s curtainsWhen I’m in the streets, its loveI’m simply doing what I doGiving the people what they wantSo eclecticEsotericShock them like my soul is electricThe west coast cherish my expertiseThis sound is astounding, got them bouncing like trampolinesTell me who aint feeling meI show you a haterIt’s either that or I’m the type of artist they afraid ofYo momma warned ya about those monsters under the bedNow I’m hereThis time we come in peace and that’s to reverse your fearSerious as the DoGodOriginal son of the SunI’m shinning bright in yo livesAnd since I’m in the image of it, leave them like oh my god
I’m tryin find something to feelBut I can’t relate cuz I’m realIt’s what the people been waiting forI couldn’t make them wait no more

I grind seven circles round them until they dizzyBy the way my project sellYa’ll can tell I’ve been getting busyIt’s time to separate the artist from crooksSpeaking of truths that can’t be found within the ink of a bookYou only intelligent artificially, we for realI’m way to ill with skill and I be writing songs they can feelI saw the format and said F itI’m working for selfNever let another provide your definition for wealthThis is deeper than rapWe teaching life lessonsMathematic habits, addicts for progressPutting the paper in proper context…
The older new, the newer the olderDon’t really matterWe toast to the truthLive and breathing, DOB from the Beach thoughI’m planting seeds to eventually see all my trees growAnd for I let you out of schoolI need to know you found the toolsTo build your pyramid, word to my brotha Howard HughesLOTLA
I had to give it to them rawYa’ll making my city look badWith yo basic a** flowYou gang bangingThat’s oldWhere your bars at?Gotta check your car faxYou ain’t official with this rap shitBecause if it ain’t jewels, clothes or ratchetsYou lostI was born and breed for thisYou can tell I’m a specialist?With this microphone excellencePessimistic got my blessednessYour hood stripes don’t qualify you to represent thisAint the land of the zebrasMore likeShock the achieversNo, this is not the arena for your ego and prideWe pry open hearts to see if any eagles inside…
I got this juiceWith orange…in the boothMan all of you rapper boofAnd until you prove otherwiseJust give credit where it is dueMany have tried and failedThey still aint F’in with LouDucking the truth like Catholic priestLyrically I show cyphers what a disaster beIt’s a masterpiece.