I come To you In My AC on my ceiling cracked Smoking Killa Light my backwood count 100 racks Smoking Killa I pull up in that black on black Overtime cus I aint have a mic Pockets funny playing Mailbox Money Tryna stack it right My AC on my ceiling cracked Smoking Killa Recording live in the Crenshaw District (Uh Huh) I'm ready Look Pull up to BOK's I got a show today This all I'm tryna do Hussle and Motivate Made like 60 plays Balling the Nipsey way That's why they follow me huh Need Huncho to lead the way Smoke spot was right by Naifehs Use to Re-up right by Lacy In a black on black Mercedes Never thought that rap would hold on Never thought that rap might save me J Huncho you don't know Jamie Elevated nah I aint the same me (Nah) I wake up in this state of mind like sky's the limit Remember told them boys my vision Looked like they was thizzing Now they make the thizz face whenever I rap a sentence Smoking Killa riding Mercedez Benz through the Crenshaw District Still a hit the Slauson Mall and grab some white tees then I'm dipping From Hyde Park to Hobart where me and Ryco use to kick it Tryna kick shit with all them bitches ooh if they could see me now Looking at Nip murals like this how you received when you put it down Took the hussle to my town Now I be riding round Smoking Killa Light my backwood count 100 racks Smoking Killa I pull up in that black on black Overtime cus I aint have a mic Pockets funny playing Mailbox Money Tryna stack it right My ac on my ceiling cracked Smoking Killa I wake up in this state of mind Like sky's the limit (Sky's the limit) My niggas strapped You cross the line (Cross the line) Well I'm gone kill you (I'm gone kill you) I'm focused on a million cash That's the vision (That's the vision) Speeding and I'm finna crash that's the feeling (That's the feeling)