Now ever since a nigga was a seed
Only thing promised to me was the penitentiary, still ballin
Ridin' on these niggas 'cause they lame
In a 6-1 Chevy, still heavy in this game—can you feel me?
Blame it on my momma I'm a thug nigga
Up before the sunrise, quicker than the drug dealers
Tell me if it's on, nigga then we first to bomb
Bust on these bitch-made niggas, hit 'em up, WESTSIDE
Ain't nobody love me as a broke nigga
Finger on the trigger, Lord forgive me if I smoke niggas
I love my females strapped, then fuck her from the back
I get my currency in stacks, California's where I'm at - right?
Passed by while these niggas wonder why
I got shot but didn't die, let 'em see who's next to try
Did I cry? Hell nah, nigga tears shed
For all my homies in the pen', many peers dead, nigga
Still Ballin'