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Death on my block ain't worried
Glidin' through the air, ain't cautious, yeah, yeah, yeah
Mind on the ground, ain't dreamin'
Thing on my waist been leanin', yeah, yeah, yeah
Hustle for a job, they still ain't called back
Dope in the hood, ain't movin' like that
Chain and your watch, I need all that (all that)
M's in the bank, I need all that

Grimy nigga way too groovy for the Grammys
Overseas collecting panties, poppin' Xanies
Young nigga, hundred grand for the gram, hot damn
Hit the curb with the Benz, swerve
Rollie do no ticky do the blingy
I spending hundreds, all the fifties
Word around the city I'm that nigg-y
But this month I made a milli

[Produced by The Alchemist]

[Verse 1]
Fuck rap, I've been rich, crack by my stick shift
Oxy like concerts, always my bread first
GetMine my nickname, O-X and cocaine
Nina my new thing, blew up before fame
Heart filled with octane, fire in my soul

Get up out your seat
You can have my drink
Let me see you dance
Get up off your feet
You can be my freak
Let me see you jam
When the sun falls
Then the moon lights

[Produced by Sounwave of Digi+Phonics]

[Verse 1]
I got that work, fuck Labor Day, just bought a gun
Fuck punching in, throwing rocks, no hopscotch
Bet my 9 milli hit the right spot
Bang... Last night it was a dream
This morning a fantasy back

Bro, I see girls everywhere
Hands, hands in the air
It's a party over here
Shake it for the man of the year
Man of the year
Man of the bounce
Bro, I see girls everywhere
Hands, hands in the air

Prescription drugs, show me love
Percocets, Adderall
Xanny bars, get codeine involved
Stuck in this body high, can't shake it off
I'm falling off, I can't hold a thought
What's wrong with me? Now the pressure creep
I'm stressing deep, even in my sleep
My mommy call, I hit ignore

[Verse 1:SchoolBoy Q]
I got bitches on my right, gangstas on my left
Everybody fully loaded better watch your step
You keep running your mouth, or I'm hiding where you slept
Bet you be hog-tied and die for fucking with a red
Do this for my niggas, bet they say it's worth it
So I don't leave the studio not until it's perfect
Can't you see I'm grinding, can't you see I'm working

[Verse 1]
Figured that I gotta sell dope, or the money won't grow
Figured I was Too Short, and I could never turn pro
You could tell I never had shit, but bet I get that 80 grand wrist
Told me we could never get rich
Now watch me ride the chevy hit the switch
Straight ballin' like a bitch
Aye, riding through the city on chrome

[Verse 1: SchoolBoy Q]
Yeah!
Ain't got no jewelry on still I'm shinin' hard
Ain't got no bodyguard walkin' solo through the mall
Bitches and the hoes know they see me they like: "There he go!"
They be like: "There he go! SchoolBoy, there he go!"
Cheifin' like a muthafuckin' Seminole
Here we go, off probation probably go to Me-hi-co

[Intro: Candice Pillay + ScHoolboy Q]
Now it's time to make our mind, oh babe
I don't feel a thing
You got the right one, 2 step
Can I rock with ya? Can I smoke with ya?

[Verse 1]
Tryna give you an upgrade

[Verse 1: Schoolboy Q]
Go hard for the squad life
Brain with a stain on it
Shit flamed out the nozzle
Added full throttle
Acting high heater black ninas
Its young niggas heatin up Phoenix
Top Dawg familiar