NY vs. LA (Explicit)

NY vs. LA (紐約和洛杉磯) (Explicit) - Jimi Tents

I lost

3 fourths of my mind

Doing things that I hate

Sh*t I'm done wasting time

On the east coast

Man f**k a 9 to 5

All I wanna do is

Rap stack dough

On the east coast

Sh*t I wonder how to make it out

When the world tryna break me down

My dreams gotta

Wake me up

When I face the ground

The shear thought got me pacing round

I can hear it now

How could you leave

Without no warning

I can't believe

You left without consoling me

I can't be waiting

My life's on this

You've changed

So you should know

There's no controlling me

I think I'm in my head too much

The constant hustle to get ahead's too much

I can't wait until my breads too much

Take it back to the hood

And let it spread soon 'nough

Cause shorties is dying

Filled up wit lead too much

Food thought them niggas was only fed school lunch

In either game

They killing u if say too much

So I'mma talk my sh*t

Until that day pull up

What am I saying

Is this sh*t even real

Or is it all a dream

Coming to you live

From inside my mind

It's a beautiful day

I been out here

California dreaming

On the east coast

All my b**ches tanned

And all they fathers own a speedboat

Roll round in the sand

Without a worry

You can keep those

Hot box the sedan

Until the Honda smell like w**d smoke

Cause we smoking

Loud loud loud

Loud loud loud

Loud

Now turn this

Loud loud loud

Loud loud loud

Loud

Now turn this

Up

Let it hit ya

I been fishing for a little bit

Of purpose

I ain't getting sentimental

Member when I heard the chronic 2001

I was little

That's back in '99

A ni**a probably watching Elmo

Baby bet I been an alpha

Since my J-K Lmno's

Hello hello

How ya doing

California

This a memo

To the motherf**king weather

Women w**d

Ni**a needs

Got me riding down

Cahuenga in a motherf**king rental

We ain't civil oh yes oh yes

Roll up that unapologetic

I ain't stressing

I'm a menace

Been a minute

Oh yeah oh yeah

So many bars gotta feed 'em

I should own a commissary

Send a letter

No S.O.S

Give me the game

Give me a lane

Or I'mma take it from ya

Kid you a lame

Playing a killer

You just act bad

Nicholas cage

Dick in a dame

Dash when I smash

B**ches you insane

Gimme the brain

Fast came fast

Need me some bling

Color of stained glass

Chain watch even the ring

You getting blazed passed

Straight ashed this is my thing

I think I'm a king

I know I'm a king

I'mma go on a whim

Jump and see what it bring

Make a plan to leave my city

Cause I know I'mma win

I been all on the edge

Gotta think before I fall off a ledge

I need a real good view w palm trees

And some head

I been out here

California dreaming

On the east coast

All my b**ches tanned

And all they fathers own a speedboat

Roll round in the sand

Without a worry

You can keep those

Hot box the sedan

Until the Honda smell like w**d smoke

Cause we smoking

Loud loud loud

Loud loud loud

Loud

Now turn this

Loud loud loud

Loud loud loud

Loud

Now turn this

Loud loud loud

Loud loud loud

Loud loud