Yea never gotta sweat that Your boy Los says you never gotta sweat that The crown ain't safe what's good I said the crown ain't safe yea They sayin' that I’m great, that ain't no debate The crown ain't safe, worth the wait Hey, 'bout to do it boy, I’m 'bout to do it boy Crown ain't safe in the hood whats good
I’m climbin' to the top, why the fuck would I let go? Chillin' in my hood with my number 5 retros -- untied; I ain't trippin' off a thang My '67 Chevy paint drippin' off the frame -- lames; Prolly spot a nigga through the tint Stick yo head in this window and get this __ to ya lips ... bitch Yeah I'm out that bodymore, you see me with all the goons Talkin' 'bout you got them keys, what you mean -- Auto Tune? Drop that fuckin' top on that vert mayne, fastlane Ballin' through the A bumpin' first name, last name Scoop these groupie floozies, cause they trendy and they swalla From super sports to coupes and Porches, Bentley and Impalas Get this Uzi to ya coofi for ya pennies and ya power Behind Coogi, Gucci, Loubi, Louis, Fendi or that Prada Not a nigga in my reach dawg, preach on All white Lambi but the insides black I call it Kreayshawn And your girl want to get married to her idol So I shoot it in her face like Jason Terry in the finals How they gon' stop a nigga when the wick of my bomb lit The sicker my swag is, the quicker my charm hit Ya -- niggas is average stop spittin' that nonsense Your CDs sound like when Scotty Pippen said that Lebron shit Every bar you on but wouldn't flip you an omelette Every comment you hard but wouldn't point at a comet In the sky, if it flew by, you guys, spew lies Just to get them 'oos aahs, two sides To every story I guess yours the wrong side Long side of true, these niggas see you the wrong guy, song cry Yea I spit it like I live it cause the Gs listen And you just lie like live with the 'v' missin' Shout out Marty and Cory; a major part of my story 'Bout to come home from the feds, so to God be the glory All these artists just bore me so I'm bumpin' Frank Ocean Got Lola shotgun with me we in that thang coastin' I ain't boastin' but the crown ain't safe I woulda never mentioned swag if these clowns ain't hate I wouldn't talk about the pain if I could smile all day Wish I could take a break and take my nephews out all day Gary and Nigel I love you but this world ain't raps So don't be chasin' coochie coochie thinkin' girls ain't traps You know, they see ya dreams and they deter you with sex So keep your branch in your pants, no time for birds in ya nest Be encouraged at best, is somethin' great in your soul Never merge to the left continue straight on ya road
And we gon' roll, cause even when we broke we ballin' And even when we down we shine Just keep your faith in you and God Don't be afraid to spread your wings and fly Even from the home of the wire baby I told 'em that the crown is mine So we gon' do it baby simple and plain Ya boy Los is a sure thingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
