City of Gold

Prod by Purps Riiiight Deuce! Nothing but trouble, what they gonna do with us? Street's a motherfucker, ain't no tellin who to trust I told em show me the money, I wanna see it all Been around the world twice, nigga I done seen it all Motivation – grind long as it takes This shit cutthroat, nobody is safe I put my city on my back, nigga no matter the weight And while I'm at it might as well give em something to hate Lil gold chains, diamonds are forever til a nigga gone I notice they don't pay attention til a nigga on Sex, money and drugs – I call it rock n roll I was brought up one way, nigga coppin dro I front myself and get it on the back yea Woke up hung, movin set, tonight I'm goin back Another day, another dollar, another night of weed and vodka Ain't no promising tomorrow so I'm tryna put my stuck up I tell em watch my back, not my sack That's words of wisdom from my homeboy rack If the niggas cut the check then it must be my callin Put yo money up and crist on it, my pull I been down this road before Man, some things never change It's like you make a little money and people act like they know you It's funny how things have changed in a year here In the city of gold Gotta hustle to survive Perfect day on the grind Our mission to get nurture Only to live and die In LA... Look, suckers pray, try and stay away from fuckery A man before anything, I fuck with who fuck with me Rain king, yea I weave up up Money, power and respect, nigga we's the mob I'm on my job 9 to 5 Better yet, 5 to 9, graveyard One in a million, against all odds Little niggas run around this bitch for pays like the city of God Lost angels, mentality is devilish Make the witness disappear as well as all the evidence Somebody call the ambulance, the nigga juicy killin em Used to import the word, split em and deliver em Paid my dues, owe it to myself Street nigga, something I can't help Glock 26, 9 millie in my belt Gamble with the street and play the cards I was dealt I been down this road before Man, some things never change It's like you make a little money and people act like they know you It's funny how things have changed in a year here In the city of gold Gotta hustle to survive Perfect day on the grind Our mission to get nurture Only to live and die In LA...