[00:00.63]My motto is live by the bottle[00:02.46]So why is my supply low, bring in a truckload with a high-low[00:05.88]Stay grounded but I still reach for the sky though[00:08.79]Ghetto idol I think, but what do I know[00:11.26]****, I know a lot more than I should[00:13.33]The hood stood by me just like I thought it would[00:15.90]Dont act like I'm Hollywood when I probably could[00:18.23]I don't polly, Mohammed Ali of rap, I don't lolly gag[00:21.51]West Coast, the home of the body-bag[00:23.73]The shotty, the Mag Los Angeles, where the party at[00:26.87]You can catch me anywhere where there's Bacardi at[00:29.28]Yeah, Andre is back so have a cardiac[00:32.10]Started back with the black Raiders starter cap[00:34.71]Gangsta rap, we practically ****ing started that[00:37.27]Everyday with this game I'm gettin' smarter at[00:39.74]Sky's the limit so everytime I get on a track[00:42.32]Guns blaze when I shine[00:44.07]B*****s wish quick, no startin' I'm the shootin' kin[00:47.37]Front page all the time[00:49.18]You boys think sick but I ain't got no roof on mine[00:52.25]I drink topless, I live topless[00:54.68]Like my girl is the game with her t*****s out[00:57.40]I drink topless, I live topless[00:59.90]Sky’s the limit I’m paid to run the city now[01:03.03]Your skin's your travelin' bag of your existence[01:05.41]Yours is shabby and scab while mines glistenin'[01:08.07]Vivid on my skin how many continents I’ve visit then[01:10.72]You could journey with me to different places by listenin'[01:13.55]Shittin' on 'em, ya brother got it covered[01:15.77]We can slug it, knuckle it however you want I love it[01:18.28]A hustler's wit, the grit the grind[01:20.84]My genetic code make-up, murderer by design[01:23.60]On mayan calendar time when night meets day[01:25.99]I’m in a light grey Bugatti like a high-speed chase[01:28.70]Adrenaline like jogger the jump in rope in place[01:31.17]The Muhammad Ali hobbies no pilates tryna keep the ocean by me[01:34.44]Hit a rich man’s wife see what these hoes can buy me[01:36.82]Lookin' forward but it’s nice to see the road behind me[01:39.24]Hotel’s a seven star, baguette's glowin'[01:41.92]Keep your lid yet dawg the private jet boeing topless[01:45.18]Guns blaze when I shine[01:46.97]B*****s wish quick, no startin' I'm the shootin' kin[01:50.34]Front page all the time[01:52.36]You boys think sick but I ain't got no roof on mine[01:54.91]I drink topless, I live topless[01:57.29]Like my girl is the game with her t*****s out[02:00.05]I drink topless, I live topless[02:02.54]Sky’s the limit I’m paid to run the city now