Far Alone (feat. Jay Ant)

Yeah yeah yeah Blue jeans air 1s and a white t '06 hanging out the window like Yee Hyphy on one off a bottle might be Might tree smoking agent orange high c Back when me and Marty was recording at my mom's Most of y'all were chasing round bobs I was in the lab only hoping that my job Never will be based around mops now I'm on Yeah she know love me 'cause my ego Girls and the drugs always follow us where we go Eh where the bay at Shouts out to Jay and Looking for the party girls let me know where they at Skinny rich girls always asking where the ye at Throw a house party like cool where you stay at Turn upside down let her twerk on the wall Took her to the bathroom and did work in the stall Yeah They used to tell me I couldn't go too far alone They used to always say I couldn't go too far alone But now I'm here b***h But now I'm here b***h But now I'm here b***h From the BART train to a tour bus Still the same game except I'm pulling more s***s More butts more bucks never giving more ****s Did it my way I'm never taking shortcuts Raised in a town like fool who put you up on All these bay sounds Mac Dre is who I grew up on I've been selling game got you if you need a coupon You can check my resume see every beat I threw up on Smoking on grapes rolling up swishers no papes Back of the ghost closed drapes I'm a boss tycoon girls in the crowd all swoon Super high I'm off to the moon And I vanish with your girl then I take her to my room She wants me to slay okay that means doing wrong And it's to be expected Knew this would happen as soon as she texted They used to tell me I couldn't go too far alone They used to always say I couldn't go too far alone But now I'm here b***h But now I'm here b***h