ima b a real g till da day die tell my family rest in peace way up in da sky live in da fast lane with da heat ain't no lie its a concrete jungle better grip dat steel ryte just to put these baboons to sleep n say night night is a blessin but its stressing cus theres no sun light where their headed just listen to this west side lesson always be yourself n one day ull go to heaven seven eleven is calling so ima pick up this weapon ask them a question so they can answer a fellin while u speak your truth with the revren n tell him im a real brotheren. go ahead n tell him life is what hes spelling blood is what im spillin its a cold ass weather out here u gon need a damn sweater just to feel a lil better n if it gets hot on the block take dat shit right off show my tats bang n let dat heat pop off caaaaw there go da birds time to dip da turf stay away from me u nerds b4 I get cursed drive away n let my Thang burst recognize ur worth n learn this word 4 word stay away from the bay ya heard me u dont want da worst me sumtin like a crazy ass niga wit his hennessy. still counting his blessings still fafulling his destiny writing my rights from wrong lord give me energy while I let this melody sing just like my heat stay in line or ull get swept right off ur feet so stay away from me keep ur nose clean mines filled with white energy day dont kno it but we've been chosen to follow this dark path only to come out just like that so kill the beat stop the track niggas out there trying get smacked