Zuned in and I'm, yeah, oh, yeah Zuned in and I'm zoning (in my zone, in my zone) Zone Zuned in and I'm zoning Bitch, you know I'm staying focused Bitch, you know I'm baby loc'ing So we gon' keep that shit in motion Zuned in and I'm zoning Bitch, you know I'm staying focused Bitch, you know I'm baby loc'ing So we gon' keep that shit in motion Zuned in and I'm zoning Tell my nigga pour the potion (tell my niggas pour the lean) All my niggas baby loc'ing (all my niggas they got weed) All my niggas stayin' foxsued (all my niggas makin' G's) Oh, oh, all my niggas makin' G's, all my niggas makin' G's All my niggas chasin' cheese All my bitches, they some freaks All my bitches, they be eatin' Duckin' like I keep the street Shout out my boy Ketchy All my bitches gettin' sexy And both my boys be pimpin' I mean, all my boys they keep pimpin' All my hoes is more than jewels Designer on my fuckin' shoes VVS on my fuckin' jewels Gettin' rich like them fuckin' Jews If you pussy, I am not amused Zuned in when I'm zoning Bitch, you know I'm staying focused Bitch, you know I'm baby loc'ing So we gon' keep that shit in motion Zuned in and I'm zoning Bitch, you know I'm staying focused Bitch, you know I'm baby loc'ing So we gon' keep that shit in motion Bitch, you know I'm baby loc'ing Zuned in on that ass, hell yeah Beat it up, I'ma spazz, hell yeah Ask lil mama if it's good, hell yeah Geeked is how we are, don't do it, hell yeah

One, two, three, four I recall a time, all I did was sit and swim I was lost in my head and I wouldn't let you in But we were never hungry, and never in despair And I was always nice 'til I dragged you up the stairs by your hair I'm zoning out I'm zoning out Woah, yeah I'm zoning One, two, three, four I don't wanna talk about it I got plenty of reasons to be in awe off topic But I've been on the road for far too long (far too long) I don't remember much, let's keep it that way Keep it outta touch for me I've been a mess for far too long (far too long) And I feel like that I can try to be the guy that you like But I don't know why I feel cold and feel the need to be liked Oh, my soulless mind, emotionless psychosis, I'm below it I'm ferociously impotent, underneath the streetlight, oh Mom and dad would argue No, dad would yell at mom And I could hear mom crying Every night for about a month But I hear this is normal I hear from my own head No, dad was always nice Except when he wished us all dead I'm zoning out I'm zoning out Woah, yeah I'm zoning One, two, three, four I don't wanna talk about it 14 letters, wish I never heard it But I've been on the road for far too long (far too long) I don't remember much, let's keep it that way Keep it outta touch for me I've been a mess for far too long (far too long) And I feel like that I can try to be the guy that you like But I don't know why I feel cold and feel the need to be liked Oh, my soulless mind, emotionless psychosis, I'm below it I'm ferociously impotent, underneath the streetlight, oh

The other side The other side The other side The other side The other side The other side The other side The other side The other My body And the other side Rows of fire We're building up our great desires We're taking on our fears and fighting And with our enemies, conspire They invade us Creatures of the night persuade us Ride away, we hold on tighter You and I, we see the light and I will see you on the other side When you breathe my body comes alive I will see you on the other side The other side, the other- (The other side) The other My body And the other side

You start as lil' bro Then you big bro You start as lil' homie Then you big homie Niggas know me The bitches know me Salute to the Goonies Do a stick up for me When I die blow some weed Pour some liquor for me Know I keep working the whip You couldn't get up on it I've been skrting' off since nextels was chirping off Looking at the stash house Could tell you what the dirt is for I could get deeper with it Tell you what niggas murder for All this fly shit that we living for Superstitious hand is itching I'm bout to get it though Can't trust niggas The UZI is by the kitchen door Be careful what you be wishing for Well to the well is empty What is money for Can't get nothing from nothing I prove different though But never say you gettin' the money Cause they be snitchin' y'all Handfuls out the turkey bag Move the pounds, blow the funds, you lookin' at the chosen ones Handfuls out the turkey bag Never rat, love the silence, you lookin' at the golden ones Handfuls out the turkey bag, I'm loaded I'ma throw 'em 20 pounds, let 'em work with that Handfuls out the turkey bag Long live the king, be a king, word to the jack This shit is dreamy Got me weeding bout Nefertiti Bora Bora for a week When I leave Tahiti Campin' ain't' easy but the game still need me Only reason I'm around still I never got greedy The trippy thing about life Is you could live forever Keep your name good In the streets I'm tryna' do better Paper drip with sauce Yeah burnin' nice and slow Another million from the road I'm tryna buy another home I miss the jack, big forty on my lap While I'm ridin' a lot of good keep dyin' Half a pound to the neck I'ma grind tll I see the sunrise We don't rest man We don't even flex now We just feel blessed to wake up In the morning and take another breath Handfuls out the turkey bag, I'm loaded I'ma throw em 20 pounds, let 'em work with that Handfuls out the turkey bag Move the pounds, blow the funds, you lookin' at the chosen ones Handfuls out the turkey bag Never rat, love the silence, you lookin' at the golden ones Handfuls out the turkey bag, I'm loaded I'ma throw 'em 20 pounds, let 'em work with that Handfuls out the turkey bag Long live the king, be a king, word to the jack Got my bottom bitch bliffin' paper When all the neighbours got the flavor like an hour later Fuck I hate her Mind tripped in like a smoke cloud When my loud niggas have it drippin' From the joint up in my fingers Dead ringers, Rig slingers No blue dreamers Our pants are gettn' fatter while your pockets gettin' leaner Every pack of lit do bring a limoncello so much sweeter Watch these bitches change up their demeanor The grass is greener A thousand lights, ladies bouncin' by the style in sight If you lookin' for the doctor, got to know you pound 'em right It's all gas, better haul ass like you got a hall pass To the spot, payment, all cash So let me light this one and make it smell lovely No matter what you do you could never be above me I keep pushin' till the Sun sets, until the break of dawn Concentrate, I'm dabbin' to the song Mind gone Handfuls out the turkey bag Move the pounds, blow the funds, you lookin' at the chosen ones Handfuls out the turkey bag Never rat, love the silence, you lookin' at the golden ones Handfuls out the turkey bag, I'm loaded I'ma throw 'em 20 pounds, let 'em work with that Handfuls out the turkey bag Long live the king, be a king, word to the jack

Shiftin' lines from the paradigm sublime On the streets of Cali, yo what's goin' on in town Wanna see my name in lights like a star gleamin' I wanna make you feel somethin', excorcise your demons Every day's a struggle, tryna make a bundle How can you stay humble when the streets love you I got a bad habit, I'm a winning-addict Livin' in sin, tragic life is fucking short damn it Can't afford wasting time when life happens Gotta get to everyday like the days are trappening Now we worldwide, it means worlds collide And we killing everything, so rather die We move, work it, low rates through the whole State And watch the money rotate All gas, no brakes 'til my dough's straight Now watch the money rotate Now watch the money rotate Now watch the money rotate Whether the streets are rappin' we get it both ways Now watch the money rotate Lost in the smoke, I knew I came from nothing Inhale, exhale like the pain is nothing Picadas drops and I need the vein conduction Toke's real cheap if it's the same for suction Turn on the beat, the feejees came from something Hit the screen, spit flame and leave you a brain concussion We all play games though none of you niggas call foul New York nigga, but you know I'm smokin' that North Cal See ya landin' in, we have the right to the board now Rather smoke four pounds than hit you with the four pound So you want juice, then visit me at the store now I was gettin toward now, before I tore, tore down Global 4G star, hit you with the full clam I got to burn it let's be real I'm wit, burnin' it be real Twenty-four-seven high is always how I be feel We move, work it, low rates through the whole State And watch the money rotate All gas, no brakes 'til my dough's straight Now watch the money rotate Now watch the money rotate Now watch the money rotate Whether the streets are rappin' we get it both ways Now watch the money rotate All dedication, no education Livin' life every day like I'm on vacation Beach houses seem to be my favourite destination Fake friends, I'm sick of seeing smilin' faces Look, twenty years got him shook Another loss took, cold hearted crook What a vision I just wanna see my daughter smile Money pile in the closet man that shit is wild Love the struggle, it just made the hunger much realer I'm on top, millionaire, ex drug-dealer I bet the smoke in my lung burn much cleaner Than burnt rot with a toolie on those street-sweepers Bulletproof Cadillac that shit is presidential Pretty model bitch, got great potential Dirty money hidden all in the Renault Top dog in the game, I'm on another level We move, work it, low rates through the whole State And watch the money rotate All gas, no brakes 'til my dough's straight Now watch the money rotate Now watch the money rotate Now watch the money rotate Whether the streets are rappin' we get it both ways Now watch the money rotate