Im falling down and i cant stop slipping
Mirror flips the frown as the coke starts dripping
Got me trippen on the memories of all the chopped lines
And i always run back to it every ******* time
Lost my mind in the state of the Californi-A
Got my mind state stating that i can not stay away
Cuz we play where we shouldn't commit crimes that you wouldn't
Even if i gave you the opportunity i bet you couldn't
Gotta gut it till its dry watch the dollars multiply
And all it really provides is the dope to get you high
Don't rely on the folks who relax- they'll set you back
Gotta keep your palms open keep em choking till the sacks
Are distributed, contributed to feed the addiction
Prohibited from living i proceed to enlist em
Running up
Then coming out
Then coming up
Then running out