Inch To Mile

(Yea, yea) Like a shockwave we hit the town Blow a bag when I touchdown For the city we gone make them proud I count them racks and she gone roll the loud Them youngins can't put them guns down Just like a tree, they tryna chop them down In LA we smoking out the pound You give them an inch and they gone run a mile F*ck how they feel, bitch I need a mill And on the real man I need a bill And if I get a bill, I'm probably good I'm tryna move my grandma from out the hood Niggas hating but its all love I ran up racks when I came across the plug I guess its karma from all of them missed juggs I look out to the sky and thank the man above Blue faces on me now, I keep them tucked You can do me wrong, or hold a grudge She said she love my song and fell in love If you go to switching sides then you aint one of us Like a shockwave we hit the town Blow a bag when I touchdown For the city we gone make them proud I count them racks and she gone roll the loud Them youngins can't put them guns down Just like a tree, they tryna chop them down In LA we smoking out the pound You give them an inch and they gone run a mile You give them an inch and they gone run a mile Rockstar skinny's, I had to switch the style I bet this chopper hit him, and he take a bow I pray I beat the case before the trial About this paper them youngins going wild Kick down your door, everybody on the ground These niggas scheming I know they in-denial Came way too far to ever throw in the towel We rake it in like a cash cow Can't wait around, need it right now Whole lot of hunnids, ima let them pile Take care of my family, I can't let them drown Like a shockwave we hit the town Blow a bag when I touchdown For the city we gone make them proud I count them racks and she gone roll the loud Them youngins can't put them guns down Just like a tree, they tryna chop them down In LA we smoking out the pound You give them an inch and they gone run a mile (You give then an inch and they gone run a mile)