inspired by this life so i'd like to raise a toast,
 to my day zeros & people who’ve seen the growth how i started from the bottom & still had to start it over,
died a few times my exes acting like they seen a ghost popping bottles while some models drop it low i need a ride or die to come & pop it for me i broke the glass ceiling, got up off the floor as high as i be high, they still call me _lo phone on airplane mode out on another coast city of angels on demon time in a rover Imen tucking 3.5 in every roll Ethiopian Airlines, we flying up the road, hustlers on the rise but still got it for the low blues under these green thumbs
look how we made it grow straight out of the mud where dirty cups getting poured up, don't blow my high or else i'm hanging up the phone, & i ain't calling back, you drop the ball, i ain't picking up, i'm falling back came from slim pickings, wasn't picky, needed all of that, ever since my first plug fronted me the starter pack... needed all of that, ever since my first plug fronted me the starter pack, all about these ends from the beginning, needed all of that, ever since my first plug fronted me the starter pack (you heard?)

i got a suite with a view to sleep alone i know, i know, you hate when we hang up the phone i know, i know, i stay O.T. & ain't been home but before i come & break you off i gotta make my own (feel me?) so state to state, i'm on the road i ain't in the field to play the field i'm tryna make this grow don't wanna keep you waiting on me so i'm kicking down some doors that fronted on me way too long while i had to have my back all on my own, get acrobatic, flip the pack all on my own, then make it stack & run it back all on my own stay on my feet & not just sit my ass at home yeah, the trees were loud the breeze was calm too many nights was like a war i praise the dawn woke up with a dream woke up with some hope woke up with the music speaking to my soul i made a song, yeah, the trees were loud the breeze was calm i lit up one for nipsey on my marathon woke up with a dream woke up with some hope woke up with the music speaking to my soul i made a song... i sang a song, i carried on, i ain’t mean to break your heart or miss your calls you was blowing up my phone, calling me out my name, baby come on, you kept asking what i’m on, alright, i’ll tell you, since you really have to know i got a suite with a view to sleep alone i know, i know, you hate when we hang up the phone i know, i know, i stay O.T. & ain't been home but before i come & break you off i gotta make my own

it wasn’t no cellphones i had to go knock on the door to see if the homies could come outside, i’m from that era… i’m talking ‘bout back in the daze acid wash denim with the fade, Starter Jacket straight from Eastbay if you had money, you had the matching J’s just getting back to my ways just getting back on the page feeling like i’m stuck in my ways until it’s up, up & away until it’s up, up & away up & away, up, up & away i'm from that era a Starter jacket was worth your life it was dangerous to walk around with some matching Flights popular amongst the street hustlers working nights long nights, making sure nobody short the price, it was on sight, never for no likes hand-to-hand transactions not with your device we wuz throwing dice, surviving corner fights outside before the internet was every shorty's vice running in my Starter jacket like a rite of passage, to this day i wear them jawns i got on a classic tryna ball like Bubba Chuck back when he said "i give this game my life, we talking bout practice?" why you mad? why take away my joy & make me have to mask my sadness? grew up with them wolves that they labeled as savages people love playing with you ’til you do them bad, ’til i really get them mad &have them going out the saddest, then crack a smile, & roll some up, while i'm laughing i travel light, might hop a flight without no baggage can't let nobody hold me back, that's too bad, i won't have it, 
i'm from that era a Starter jacket was worth your life it was dangerous to walk around with some matching Flights popular amongst the street hustlers working nights long nights, making sure nobody short the price i’m talking ‘bout back in the daze acid wash denim with the fade, Starter Jacket straight from Eastbay if you had money, you had the matching J’s just getting back to my ways just getting back on the page feeling like i’m stuck in my ways until it’s up, up & away until it’s up, up & away up & away, up, up & away

[pink siifu]: Keep yea head on my nxgga Keep spinning spiraling Errthang spinning around Spinning around Life a disco kin keep dancing…. My Head on stuck help me out 1,2 count Foot on my neck Peaking doors Done seen it all Ain’t no curtain it’s lit Stage fall tall terror pair of hell all on my neck Fighting back the Tears falling parallelize these steps Hard to lay back Thoughts back to back Project roach hard to kill All dose slaps smile ear to ear we here nxggas still Blessed… From tha chaos Where shawty glossing lips at tha playoffs Nxggas balling tryna buy respect Its a play off It’s a payoff how nxggas don’t know cause effect Gotta chill out It’s all love wen eye touch down It’s a seance Just a vessel while eye touch down Still just a man tryna figure out… Keep yo head on… Life a disco kid 1,2 count [lojii]: quit fucking up the rotation and let the world spin… quit fucking up the rotation just let the world spin… quit fucking up the rotation just the let the world spin my cup spilling like the flood that cleansed the world's sins you can promote yourself until the end like you errol flynn lot of artists died for attention we ain't heard since, the night was dark as a crypt i kept the herb lit sitting on the edge of the world feeling the earth shift high hopes, dirt on my kicks watching the birds lift how i got over was slick it was a sure flip, even when i fronted on myself & wasn't sure of this, my plug said i never miss, them words hit, still tellin shorty i ain't worth it you the perfect bitch, holding her hips every kiss is like the first kiss double cups, double vision while we swervin, (double cups, double vision while we swervin) my cup spilling like the flood that cleansed the world's sins let the world spin… let the world… just let the world spin… (quit fuckin up the rotation) just let the world… just let the world spin…

[lojii:] i needed all of that, ever since my first plug fronted me the Starter pack, all about my ends til the beginning, needed all of that ever since my first plug fronted me the Starter pack… [Nita Darling]: “what’s up world, this is your life coach checking in, i’m just here to let you know, that this that shit you need right here, some real player shit, nah, nah, nah wait, matter of fact this some created player shit, when you lowkey one of them ones in the game, you know? And even if them odds are stacked against you, just remember… the hustle never stops and the game’s never over, all you gotta do is start it back up, you feel me? so come on, get that starter pack today, okay?“

my life feel like i been on an odyssey, real rap… looking like a movie but my life is bigger than a flick bigger than a instagram bigger than a Twitch bigger than a theatre or museum exhibits just a little abstract but you can get the picture i'm still that same youngboul who wanted to get rich compliment the custom starter jacket with the kicks fly to an island gold on my neck & wrist built different, real sturdy reminiscent of them bricks, i'm just holdin on til i get a better grip, words from my Aunt Janet, in my heart she still lives, standin on the planet fly like the mothership the gods must've sent me down here on a mission i had to change channels i watched my dog switch hit me like them customized 9’s i was triggered, thought you was my brother but you on some other shit, i had to the hit corner had to go & buss a bitch, spin the block you know i had to get my lick back i'd rather eat in peace i'd rather get this bread i'd rather brush the dirt off & get it off my head, dig it? deep in the game, blood, spirit & flesh deep in the game, blood, spirit & flesh in it, forget who question it, looking like a movie but my life is bigger than a flick bigger than a instagram bigger than a Twitch bigger than a theatre or museum exhibits it’s just a little abstract but you can get the picture

[Reaper Mook]: feeling on shorty architecture, the world cold baby, i can arcteryx you shorty with the perfect knees she gone have to bend them for me & beg a nigga please, don’t want me to go, then give me a reason not to leave i’m already wearing chrome heart on my sleeves that mean i’m having motion, i can’t deal with you emotions you used to give me face &rub it in like lotion i’m from Long Beach, you can find me stoned on Ocean with a duece of tristina in my pep that’s my potion, Reaper Mook the one doing the coaching, i’m in sprinter, sprinting with it, in the winter i celebrate my wins with a wagyu steak dinner then wash it down with Clicq, my bitch want me to beat said put it in her ass then try to say she not a freak, you ain’t gotta lie to me, I’m what these niggas try to be, RM [Sstray]: I got bit by a bug with a cold secret Did what any real nigga would and never leaked it Crazy how these ain’t shit hoes think they the keepers I’m slutting out a straight A student in stripper pleasers Things of that nature the S find most intriguing Bypassed nature, this trip I’m city peaking Perched on the train of my thoughts, The force of speed make me feel more free Behind the wheel, how I made it home beyond me Niggas barkin bout beef that they in that’s beyond meat Every other song I mention the East where they can find me I ain’t out here looking for nothing but life guiding me It always lead me to what a nigga need Bitch I’m up but still hustle deals goin let them fly for like five a piece I done died a few times in my life but some how im still finding me, Shit I’m finding peace [lojii]: no regrets, no apology, smoking Reaper's Cut dead high out in the West, but we still on the East across the street from Cherry Park with models on the beach i hit the spot & made her come now she don't want to leave got what you need, i'm not a wanna-be that doesn't mean i'm playing & there ain't new levels that i want to see, i'm trying to multiply the properties flipping commas out apostrophes, while i minimize the fees, her body mean, but it's so kind to me she clean it up when she done slobbing me but say she not a freak, i'm underground she make it pop for me, i don't need the charts the way she give me top, it feel like all i need... it feel like all i need, Marvin & Tammy serenading while she on her knees, we coming up in the economy underscore lo, Hood Vogue, RM, we what they trying to be, we what they trying to be, & got to shoutout Alexander Spit cuz that's who’s on the beat