Lyrics: Callum Ffoulkes/Ricky Perdec/Kurrungaya Bieundurry
Music: Dylan Guy
Smoking on that gold leaf
‘til it makes me tired
The 5-0 better leave me alone
Or I’mma riot
If I see a way to make money then I’mma try it
If I see a whip that I want
Then I’mma buy it
Bitch quiet
Can’t you see the drip all on my neck?
Party boat up the coast with some strippers on the deck
Cash money **** a cheque
Ain’t no west coast rapper even touched the gang yet
That’s my family I protect
Try something and just see what you get
I still ran shit for a while think they might just forget
Kayps and Wes up next
Need the Bentley then the jet
No regrets
Stress less I never fret
Smoking on that gold leaf
‘til it makes me tired
The 5-0 better leave me alone
Or I’mma riot
If I see a way to make money then I’mma try it
If I see a whip that I want
Then I’mma buy it
I wish you could know
You’re the only one to see me low
You’re the only one to see my soul
Usually I like to keep it closed
I wish that you never had to go
But if that plane came through
If you never did leave then it’s shame on you
And the roof on my house got me feeling so proud
‘til the rain come through and it rains on you (no I)
No I couldn’t know better
I’m up in the past and I offer no pressure
She could be star I think she could be my angel
I think that my world would crush if I don’t let her
But the honesty is key
Honestly to me
Probably would need
Lot of people trying to take you way from me
And I’ll never let it happen my heart is too hollow
So go become a star and one day I’ll follow
It’s kinda hard not to smile when you’re standing right there
Kinda hard not to throw flowers in your tied hair
But you need to stop that
I can feel my heart lapse
I’m with Goon and Wes you see a foreign know we cop that
I’m just having fun with it
Let the blood stain hit it
Let the blood rush in it
Set on fire coz dem man know
I been rippin’ coz it’s mando
Goonie pull up to the bando
Gyally come in she a fan tho
You don’t hit my line
What’s the time?
Tell me what’s up on your mind
When I’m with you I feel fine yeah
I’m fed up with all your lies
Tell me why
I can see it in your eyes
Then hoe you break down and cry
Smoking on that gold leaf
‘til it makes me tired
The 5-0 better leave me alone
Or I’mma riot
If I see a way to make money then I’mma try it
If I see a whip that I want
Then I’mma buy it