Sitting on the porch, it's a typical California day
Wipe the crust off my lips, I still got the morning face
Sunrise we talking about the come up
About to run up on my dreams, run the cement like a new pair of 3s
And all we talk about is improving
Moving and grooving, listen to the OG, sit like a student
Full attention when we attend to this life shit 24/7, we work the morning and the night shift
No other way to live but do what we want
Future told us that we gotta work from the 1st to the 1st of the month
Write it down, plan it, put it in action
Matte Ferrari, no shirts in my fat cabin
Transitioning from dreams to expectations
Impala, 3 wheel motion, gold daytons
My uncle gave me the game like a running back
We all workout, even the 64 does jumping jacks
Catch a fade like Julio Jones Mac Dre said he had the Cougar on chrome
Ride dirtbikes, tattoo my dead homie's name
RIP C Fresh, first ballot Hall of Fame
How I ironic the story ends with us living for eternity
Ski mask down as I pull the ultimate burglary
The grand heist to snatch our lives back
Cuz I need my gold chain, my money and my bike back Friday evening we sipping and weed breathing
I know my grandma gone be mad when she sees this
Poor a cup for the way of life
Cuz fiends gone feed no matter the price
But remember we're all addicted to something
I roll tree and she be cocaine bumping
I heard it again, "This feels like a movie"
Listening to 21, Kodak and Lil Uzi
Once in a lifetime everyday occasions
Pocket full of molly, mistake em for raisins
Dame brought the flame, AJ off a xanny
My charisma fills the room, then seeps to her panties
Wake up in the morning, assess the situation
Popped a blue pill but I don't remember the Matrix
Toast to the life I live, because I'm about to do it all again