11am in Malibu

[Intro]

Say, Lil Crix had told me to fuck with this shit right here, so

I was in Malibu Canyon, this shit say, "8am in Charlotte," but it look like what?

11 a.m. in Cali, bitch

11 a.m., and I had the Lamb' out there too

[Verse]

8 a.m. in Charlotte, but it was actually eleven in Malibu Canyon

I'm startin' to understand that I'm a threat to these niggas and I was just playin'

And I got longevity, and it's been longevity, and niggas been scared of me

From ever since I remember, that's what the streets tell me

I don't even care 'bout that shit though, I'm tryna get rich, ho

Who Boosie think he is? Who you niggas think you be?

Woke up out the door, in the whip, I poured eight (Pour eight, man, say)

Wokе up out the door, in the whip, I poured еight

Failed to sleep in the Ghost, thought I seen a nigga face

Lil' dog say, "Before he let you shake 'em, he'll snake ya"

And if the bitch leave, then she gon' send them folks, she waitin'

Lil' dog say, "Before he let you shake 'em, he'll snake ya"

And if the bitch leave, then she gon' send them folks, she waitin' for you, she go

Niggas pocket watchin', bitch peepin' in my safe

Everybody tryna duck the reaper or a case

I ain't got the time or the patience for a fake

I just wanna provide for my babies, make sure they straight

What's a opp? My chopper got a extendo on the Drac'

I'll drive the Lambo' to San Diego for a paint

Why me and my niggas gotta fall out soon I get this paper?

Thinkin' back to the fun times, shit, I wasn't even straight

You from them ugly corners, this shit a beautiful disaster

You'll have your head on a platter by the plate

Every time they wanna ask 'bout Yak, that shit get 'em

I sent brat on a hit, my nigga came back gleeful

In a county jail, busted down, went well, me and Slate

Thinkin' 'bout Jay and all the nights I had to turn reaper

[Outro]

In God's hands

Be grateful

That He was there

Glory