8Pm In Cali

Aye I mean it's just, it's just one of them days, feel me 8pm in Cali right now, you know I'm just chilling gettin' high, smoking You know, and start thinking about shit Then this happens Shit like that Look, it's about 8pm, I need some weed so I'm bout to hit the ATM Let me breathe, it might keep a chest from caving in I don't rep C's, don't rep B's, but don't play with him Split him like a pizza, but with fire, so I'm blazing him I be cutting up, on these beats I got a razor pen Blessed, they can't convince me otherwise, I'm like a deity No faucet, I'm like water, so unique I can't be made again They ain't really seeing me But I'ma be right here, there and there, like it's three of me Got heat, like a stick of dynamite, or a TNT Buggin' ain't no other to compare, ain't no being me I lose it, he'll be living temporary, like a B&B Ain't into all that drama, you could leave that shit to TMZ Wanted bready, was with Spready In the V we used to zoe shit Thoughts of posting low boy in the cut, so I could make him bleed Gotta put a band-aid on them bitches, now I know shit Can't flow this how I flow shit Take a few steps back or bro might blow shit Crazy he react in such a way Been through a lot of pain and he ain't deal so he tried coping Dont tempt him or get hit with something potent And me I really got a lot of rage Instead of go insane I let it out and I just put it on a page Cause it just help the roots grow when it rain, and I know that the truth come with some pain But in the booth, I bring the flame still And in the woods I used to practice how to flame steel Tweak, he take a tumble, ain't know Jack was on the same hill It ain't the same but love and lust to her, the same feel Making her insane so she popping P like pain pills She ain't relieved and she sick she feel the pain still Mobbing with a stick, if you get hit then you remain still My lil homies run through cribs, like they pay bills 38 malicious, ain't religious but it save shells And niggas jacking that they real but I can't tell Don't forget all bullshit got the same smell Sturdy nigga I'm too solid like I'm made well And I know where the killers be like I was hunting eight tails You still the same in that mirror you can't mask it Put my issues in a blunt and then I ash it Disrespect you might get treated like a basket They think I came from nowhere But nigga this ain't magic