LA (07:54)

am the guy who out here feelin and dreamin blissful I see mission and vision coming by decision gimme the mic the pastor might choke on bitch gunslingers in ma area the bodies pile up in the streets blood all over am flowin like ocean floatin like a butterfly burnin everythin beside me like am inferno weaklin niggas gettin weaker as i walk on water like am a duck duckin bullets flyin up in the sky like jetpack while am buckin blastin on the road like is ma last day niggas trynna shoot they are shot at ma granny crib while am rollin ma blunt thinkin bout ma next move I don't need a queen coz am controllin holdin the string like am one of the dream team am hound who is howlin so loud like a loudspeaker the lean fallin on the ground that got me fucked up as i sing ma prayers brush ma teeth rollin leath as I stay wavey like water livin on the edge but am pivin on a curve rollin on the darkest road with couple of goofy niggas