Lyrics
, shiftin lines from the paradigm sublime, on the streets of cali, yo what's goin on in town, wanna see my name in lights like a star gleamin, i wanna make you feel somethin, exorcise your demons, every day's a struggle, tryna make a bundle, how can you stay humble when the streets love you, i got a bad habit, i'm a winning-addict, livin in sin, tragic life is fucking short damn it, can't afford wasting time when life happens, gotta get to everyday like the days are trappening, now we worldwide, it means worlds collide, and we killing everything, so rather die, we move, work it, low rates through the whole state, and watch the money rotate, all gas, no brakes 'til my dough's straight, now watch the money rotate, now watch the money rotate, now watch the money rotate, whether the streets are rappin we get it both ways, now watch the money rotate, lost in the smoke, i knew i came from nothing, inhale, exhale like the pain is nothing, picadas drops and i need the vein conduction, toke's real cheap if it's the same for suction, turn on the beat, the feejees came from something, hit the screen, spit flame and leave you a brain concussion, we all play games though none of you niggas call foul, new york nigga, but you know i'm smokin that north cal', see ya landin in, we have the right to the board now, rather smoke four pounds than hit you with the four pound, so you want juice, then visit me at the store now, i was gettin tore now, before i tore a tour down, global 4g star, hit you with the full clam, i got to burn it let's be real, i'm with berner and b-real, twenty-four-seven high is always how i p feel, we move, work it, low rates through the whole state, and watch the money rotate, all gas, no brakes 'til my dough's straight, now watch the money rotate, now watch the money rotate, now watch the money rotate, whether the streets are rappin we get it both ways, now watch the money rotate, all dedication, no education, livin life every day like i'm on vacation, beach houses seem to be my favourite destination, fake friends, i'm sick of seeing smilin faces, look, twenty years got him shook, another loss took, cold hearted crook, what a vision i just wanna see my daughter smile, money pile in the closet man that shit is wild, love the struggle, it just made the hunger much realer, i'm on top, millionaire, ex drug-dealer, i bet the smoke in my lung burn much cleaner, than burnt rot with a toolie on those street-sweepers, bulletproof cadillac that shit is presidential, pretty model bitch, got great potential, dirty money hidden all in the renault, top dog in the game, i'm on another level, we move, work it, low rates through the whole state, and watch the money rotate, all gas, no brakes 'til my dough's straight, now watch the money rotate, now watch the money rotate, now watch the money rotate, whether the streets are rappin we get it both ways, now watch the money rotate
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Artist: berner