Ay, my nigga I came too far, I can't let my plans change I'm going broke on dope to get my flip my last chain To pop the tops off the bubbly on the yacht Sippin' Rose and Cliquot, I do it with my people Them same niggas guaped out count cash with me Plus them same niggas that hopped out quick to blast with me And stood by my side when they tried to blast niggas And never ran, never scared like a man shouldn't Recollectin' my reflection on a smoker bike Late night, nigga dropped death in a smoker pipe He disappeared like thick fog into the open night And doubled back with more crack and got some smoker's light Now double that, that's more black with no hope in life Can't run from that 'cause that's a fact and you know it's right I wish my niggas could wake up and focus right And I don't give a fuck about the type of music Oprah like I ain't no street nigga, I'm the street, nigga Slauson muthafuckin' Ave, every word I speak, nigga And if I'm lying, God strike me in the booth Got my record label logo on the side of my shoe Slauson Boy beaters, nigga, and they Crippin' blue And your bitch on my dick, so make sure you buy two Try who? Not Hussle, don't fuck with him Skinny nigga, no muscle, so I buck niggas Silly nigga, no hustle, no bucks While my 'Lac be the bank like a fuckin' Brinks truck, nigga And it ain't nothin' that you haters never seen Picture everything that you haters wanna be I'm young, I'm fresh, and feelin' myself I'm gettin' money on the books, no more concealing my wealth, man I sleep at night, there's no feeling like it Cop the iPhone, man, I'm shittin' on your Sidekick 745 floatin' with a fly bitch La Costra Nostra, nigga, this is my shit A Slauson baby, 1-9-85 shit Fourteen-five a bird on some pie shit Walkin' out the Fox Hills on some fly shit I'm just living life on some "limit is the sky shit I'm on some "Ribbon in the Sky" shit Classic music, you could view it Few dispute it, 'cause these niggas know I really do it I shoot up your spot, make you niggas move units I grew up to Pac, who was bangin' in his music People tryna blame that for the gang related shootings But save that, this is everyday movement Can't bring tool the school then the students stay truant Yep, and them streets gotta school you No curriculum, they teach a nigga, get your gun You met your enemies but you ain't checked your biggest one Look, with no curriculum, they teach a nigga, get your gun You met your enemies but you ain't checked your biggest one, nigga We've come too far We can't be stopped, we're taking over (We're taking over) We've come too far to fall back now We've come too far We can't be stopped, we're taking over (We're taking over) We've come too far to fall back now Come from the bottom, sometimes they gon' hate Try to take your breath from the back, smile up in your face Some of these bad as bottoms, just I'm pregnant by the game These fake ass haters at my show screamin' my name It's so lonely at the top, people don't understand It's your time, so feel me, 'cause this is who I am Oh, oh, oh...