Amazing with this technical shit
Salasi died then he left me a spliff
I’m on the rise get my testicals licked
He’s on the list but who’s checking his shit
Yeah she a dime but her breath could be stink
Push it for me shorty, drop it down low
Down to the floor, make it clap make it roll
Yeah it’s a party got, got juice got draw
Haze in the air, don’t move now go

Get your game up, look man I hate to brag
But where do you think I get this cash from, paper bags?
First hit’s on the house, you can take a drag,
Next time it’s cash though, you have to pay for that,
All grain, whip gas pump, Texico
So much ice on I could be your Eskimo
In the club good go for the sexy ho
I don’t even have to ask she gone let me bone

I ride clean wax off, wax on
Spending money, not a whole of the that gone
I ride clean wax off, wax on
Spending money, not a whole of the that gone
Booze on deck, that’s my back gone
This real life, not a rap song
This real life, not a rap song



Barcardi yeah make them cardiac
Shorty see my chain got a heart attack
So vain, she with all of that
That’s why I bang never call them back
She see me like a god
So I’m a role modeller
She don’t need a twitter click to become a follower
See me at the show came back stage to politik,
Said I was her favourite rapper, me I just ackowledged it
All my college girls, model girls, stripper chicks, connoisseurs
Hood rats to wine and dining girls,
I be kicking it with all kind of girls
Beating out the beat, hear the sound of the drum roll,
Put it in the pot, make it sizzle like dumbo,
Early on the grind all day till the sun go
Me on the beats like a knock out gumbo


I ride clean wax off, wax on
Spending money, not a whole of the that gone
I ride clean wax off, wax on
Spending money, not a whole of the that gone
Booze on deck, that’s my back gone
This real life, not a rap song
This real life, not a rap song

Amazing with this technical shit
Salasi died then he left me a spliff
I’m on the rise get my testicals licked
He’s on the list but who’s checking his shit
Yeah she a dime but her breath could be stink
Amazing with this technical shit
Salasi died then he left me a spliff
I’m on the rise get my testitcals licked
He’s on the list but who’s checking his shit
Yeah she a dime but her breath could be stink

I feel the same way day after dayI walk the same ground around and aroundEvery day I try to chart it
The shattered map that was my heartAnd it comes apart and I fall apartYou could say I lost my wayYou could say I love you
I see the same sign time after timeI see the same light night after nightIf I could go back to the source
I’d sell the well and buy a horseAnd give my kingdom back of courseYou could say I’m way off courseYou could say I love you
We are the same stuff enough is enoughWe have the same dream a dream is a dreamNot a moment passes byWhen I don’t believe that you and ICould leave all the others high and dryYou could say I lost my wayYou could say I love you