Ayy

It's the committee, baby

Arizona's finest

Big Slur

We got another one

Ayy, make sure you roll a joint before I get out this booth, man

One for me and one for you

Ayy

Look

Ayy, ayy

Straight out the Valley of the Sun

A skinny vato get money, remember

My mama struggling, but getting it done

She moved my family out of hell

Now that's a strong ass woman

We eating good up in the kitchen

Puto, smell what's cooking

'96 Up in the shade

Drop the top and get baked

I got this wide body frame

Double park between lanes

Fool, I show you putos how to do it

I got bags for the low

I flood the streets then up the prices per unit

Born in the game, you vatos acting like you knew shit

But don't know shit and still ain't own shit

Me and Murda had the cities on our shoulders, man

I was sixteen fucking hoes way older, man

But I still don't know 'em

Now when they catch me in the city

They like, "Papi, where you going?"

Back to the phone line, baby

And watch me run it up when that bag hit AZ

True hustlers don't sleep

I'd rather hit the road, double up and repeat

I handle my business so I think I deserve to get even

Yeah, yeah

True hustlers don't sleep

I'd rather hit the road, double up and repeat

I handle my business so I think I deserve to get even

Yeah

Scale this up and zip like that

Melt this out then count this cash

I rise out the kush smoke

Small town hood po'

Out of towners come to Arizona

I'll show you putos puto

The satisfaction's guaranteed

I'm on point with these bars like I scale out my weed

Flood the city with this good shit

Always my block ain't never been on bullshit

Ask somebody

And they'll tell you what it is

They gon' talk about how Pizzle been a problem since a kid

I grew up a fucking screw up

Down on my dick

I didn't fold, I hit the spot and cop a re-up

True hustlers don't sleep

I'd rather hit the road, double up and repeat

I handle my business so I think I deserve to get even

Yeah, yeah