Whats next know what I'm sayin? Whats this life got calling for me? I can't call it? Feeling like an alcoholic getting off the liquor drowning my sorrows into another substance fucking off my liver? Shaking got the quivers swimming in the rivers of my emotions gliding like a lincoln so I'm steady coasting on the west side of the map? This the 805 it's where I'm at, and if you want to trip on that we could handle that. I got my boys toting plastic toys and heavy metal for any fonk we got to settle? Try not to meddlebin business that aint mine, I'm getting older but I'm aging like a fine wine, I'm out to get mine by any means? Living good without much I need? But I guess I could use more? I got haters keeping score? But I don't really know what for? Why trip on something they don't got? When you could trip on making moves instead out here fucking with these straight thots fucking hoe over there will get you straight caught up in some shit over chicken head bullshit? Mad cuz she really want the dick? But she can't get enough of her own grip? Get your hands off that? Dumb batch, you got the hood hot making animals attack offs he said she said fuck what they rep and all that? I'm next in the game coming up to bat, I'm running my own shit and writing raps to get the shit off my chest? And I keep it cool to keep from having to wear a vest, and in my shit I invest so get off my nutts thinking I owe you shit? You wanna trip? Trip off sucking this here dick? Ya dumb ya bum yea you want some but cant have it cause making money is s habit like a clepto steals habitually or a liar lies to put it simply what for tho? I keep it 100 for my real peeps? And all my kin of me? My circles small to keep these suckas at a distance Oh you know me? I really doubt it G I keep to my lonely till I come out to get in traffic and handle that shit for which I got a habit I'm that sick and dont give a mad shit about some fools on my jock I keep the game locked cuz thats the way I was raised on these oxnard blocks hood to hood we have it understood dont go crossing paths trippin thinking you hard like wood? Fools getting tore up thinking its all good? But I still have love tho? Catch me with my familia and never see me solo On them hands we could take it there I was raised in the 80's where fade em fair Bring it back fuck a gun fight or a knife slice I'm a man about mine beat you down and hold my hand out like a G you gonna remember me the way I thow these hands like a rock hit you hard like a lock in a sock I did it plenty times about mines growing up in my time south side of the map Oxnard 805