| You was waiting, I was chasing |
| Stomping at the door, Gucci bracelet |
| No hesitation, what’s the hold up? (what?) |
| Flyin' in a foreign, doing donuts |
| Watched my whole life change like a movie |
| First day in LA, a hundred groupies |
| My shorty in the ends afraid to lose me (lose me) |
| They gon' say I changed but I never changed |
| I just bought a chain, fuck a wedding ring |
| Big body Range, pull up in a tank (tank) |
| Talking down my name, we gon' let it bang |
| They gon' claim they gang, they ain’t really gang (gang) |
| No sad, no bad days in LA (in LA, in LA) |
| I’ma sail the seven seas just to separate myself from the fakes (fakes) |
| No sad, no bad days in LA (in LA, in LA) |
| So many days alone, on the road, it was all worth the wait |
| No sad, no bad days in LA (in LA, in LA, in LA) |