Yo
How do I make it to the top without flopping out?
12 in the morning and these cops is trying to box us out
Momma callin' my phone, "When you coming home?"
'Til I sit in that throne
'Cause I just structured all my dreams, momma I wanna be known
Tryin' to come up in this rap game even struggled alone
Never have a pot to piss in, feel like this in my home
I ain't tryin' to work no 9-to-5
Homie I'm tryin' to [?] the b**hes quick to stop my grind
This is thoughts of a cali motherf**as
Homie's down to bust you in the back
Never sleepin', 'cause I'm just wasting time I won't get back
This a struggle, homie
Whether you know me or you down with me, we family
The way that I'm spittin' I'm causing tragedies
Nothing to a motherf**a like me
You take this sh** so lightly, if you hate me f**in' bite me
Ghetto concept got me livin' on a day-to-day
Bow my head and pray 'cause I'm still hopin' for a better day
This is thoughts of a Cali homie
Yeah, this is thoughts of a Cali homie