| All these enemies gon' turn into my children in the scene |
| All this money on my mind, baby, I can’t see a thing |
| I got my vision turning blue, I start to see the wannabes |
| I start to see the snakes, that ain’t what I wanna be |
| I’m working hard, shit, no sleep in the fuckin' stu |
| Don’t get me mad, boy, 'cause my gang don’t fuck with you |
| We ain’t made it yet, but you know that we stayin' true |
| Don’t get me mad, boy, I ain’t in the fuckin' mood |
| Oj jumpin' to my tunes |
| My gang, we don’t fuck with you |
| Why you sleepin'? We ain’t snooze |
| I don’t have a fuckin' clue |
| Why these people mad at me? |
| Tryna gain some amnesty |
| Floatin' on these fools |
| I’m losing sense of all this gravity |
| Oj jumpin' to my tunes |
| My gang, we don’t fuck with you |
| Why you sleepin'? We ain’t snooze |
| I don’t have a fuckin' clue |
| Why these people mad at me? |
| Tryna gain some amnesty |
| Floatin' on these fools |
| I’m losing sense of all this gravity |
| GMQ soldier, and we ridin' through 'em trenches |
| Why you talkin' like a started |
| Never seen you leave the benches, keep on chasing me |
| The only thing I’m chasing is these checks |
| Got my city on my back, got GMQ up on my neck |
| They gon' try to catch me lacking |
| Try to break the deficit, just empty the clip |
| 'Cause I see through that shit |
| Like, you was rolling 'round with Crips |
| Stay legit, I’m never missin' |
| Heavy hitters, we official |
| They gon' tell you: «You can’t do it» |
| I just pray the gang won’t listen |
| Oj jumpin' to my tunes |
| My gang, we don’t fuck with you |
| Why you sleepin'? We ain’t snooze |
| I don’t have a fuckin' clue |
| Why these people mad at me? |
| Tryna gain some amnesty |
| Floatin' on these fools |
| I’m losing sense of all this gravity |
| Oj jumpin' to my tunes |
| My gang, we don’t fuck with you |
| I don’t have a fuckin' clue |
| Why these people mad at me? |
| Floatin' on these fools |
| I’m losing sense of all this gravity |