LA Times

I worry less and don't stress when I'm on these beats
I used to want my first M by 23.
I smoke J's by the ounce just to keep the peace
Hang loose keep the piece in these LA streets
Peep the palm trees smoking out the natural leaves
Vibing out to Marley focused on my destiny
I talked to God and I felt like he was next to me
I know my recipe but he asked for some respect at least
He said, no mans perfect you live by these commandments
Lost my Uncle. I could never understand it
I then ran into a few complications
Got me on my knees praying for some patience
Got my son next to me and we adjacent
I'm on a wave and I'm all alone
I put my phone on the softest tone
Don't need hoe I got a wife at home
Wings was misplaced now I'm back with some grace

I get my way or not at all
I see the change, I'm all involved
Pick up the pace, I gotta ball
Moneys a wave, I'm all aboard

I get my way or not at all
I see the change, I'm all involved
Pick up the pace, I gotta ball
Moneys a wave, I'm all aboard

Pretty sure I got the message
On my own 10 toes, best believe I got some leverage
Impressive and never second guessing can't let ya insecurities have a nigga stressing
Not when these Cali beaches covered up by Smith and Wesson
My young nigga hard headed still ain't learned his lesson
I told em talk in code and keep a watch on how you dressin'
Honor your intentions, be obsessed with all yo blessings
It's easy to get caught up in a negative perception
I'm still paying dues I can't be worried bout acceptance
And plus it take time to build something this real
The truth be hard to swallow like a child with a pill but
I remain focused I'm enlightened by this feeling
Put the cup down and now my thoughts are more appealing
My hair getting long and my skin getting browner
Went to the south but bitch I ain't a out of towner
City of LA where we where chucks with all our trousers