Sacramento Villain
No I don't wanna let go
Life is a tiny window
Pass me up, I give a fuck
About trophy Mayne
Niggas say I'm nice
Until I hit em for a feature
And the way we're being treated
Is the reason for my disdain
Shit stains, lack brain
You can eat a dick Mayne
Sacramento Villain
I ain't never rockin
Thick chains
Rollin in a hoopty
Til I give it
To my kids, blame
Hip-hop for your shitty kids
But never did you explain
How we changed
The fuckin world
While grabbing on our balls, lames
This genre is the gooniest
The only music mirror
Showing people
Who's the looniest
Tourists on the zoom again
How the fucks a guests
Gon' tell me
Which bed I'll be rooming in
And I ain't tryna race bait
Thinking bout you racists
Really makes me
Wanna thizz face
Worst part is the obvious
That most of yall a disgrace
Acting like an ally
Til we want a space
In this place
No I don't wanna let go
Time is up
But where did it go?
Life is a tiny window
Shiny things
Don't impress me though
It's been a long time comin
Since our local politicians
Wouldn't, I'm gunnin
We went from Trayvon to Stephon
Abused by the pundits
But if we stay on this wave
I'm the first to say
I'm prolly gonna
Cock it and run it
Alert the news, media
They'll probably slay my character
And change my Wikipedia
BLM would spite me
The color of my wifey
And every single dreads
Another reason
They don't like me
But I could never care
While we're shafted from our city
Niggas trippin' off some hair
Golden Bear is flying high
But we bleedin' under there
And if hip-hop is a weapon
Imma kill em all I swear
I'mma save a grip and dip
I'll prolly blow up over there
Cause I'm making all these hits
It feels like yall will never hear
No I don't wanna let go
Time is up
But where did it go?
Life is a tiny window
Shiny things
Dont impress me though
'Shit We Do' transitio
Don't, pass me the coke
Don't care what you heard
That shit is dope
Nope, Pass me the weed
Joint to the face
Can't wait, its what I need
Yeah, got me a dime
Nigga you shot your shot
I skipped that line
Prime, plenty of time
You're at a bar
I'm writing lines
I'm doing fine, yeah
No pot to piss
But I'm flying there
Nobody thought
That I'd find it
But I found this sauce
Not buying it
Co sign him
I've been sacrilegious
Since the day my Papi
Came to Cali
Made a person
That he still has
Failed to love or mentioned
Boy stop, toy blocks
Can't knock me down
No Muay Thai
Noise high
Pistol grippers pull up and its
Boy bye
Big bang, blood stain
Shit we do to gain some fame
Will they remember the name?
Is it the end of the game?
Life is a tiny window
Pass me up, I give a fuck
About trophy Mayne
Niggas say I'm nice
Until I hit em for a feature
And the way we're being treated
Is the reason for my disdain
Shit stains, lack brain
You can eat a dick Mayne
Sacramento Villain
I ain't never rockin
Thick chains
Rollin in a hoopty
Til I give it
To my kids, blame
Hip-hop for your shitty kids
But never did you explain
How we changed
The fuckin world
While grabbing on our balls, lames
This genre is the gooniest
The only music mirror
Showing people
Who's the looniest
Tourists on the zoom again
How the fucks a guests
Gon' tell me
Which bed I'll be rooming in
And I ain't tryna race bait
Thinking bout you racists
Really makes me
Wanna thizz face
Worst part is the obvious
That most of yall a disgrace
Acting like an ally
Til we want a space
In this place
No I don't wanna let go
Time is up
But where did it go?
Life is a tiny window
Shiny things
Don't impress me though
It's been a long time comin
Since our local politicians
Wouldn't, I'm gunnin
We went from Trayvon to Stephon
Abused by the pundits
But if we stay on this wave
I'm the first to say
I'm prolly gonna
Cock it and run it
Alert the news, media
They'll probably slay my character
And change my Wikipedia
BLM would spite me
The color of my wifey
And every single dreads
Another reason
They don't like me
But I could never care
While we're shafted from our city
Niggas trippin' off some hair
Golden Bear is flying high
But we bleedin' under there
And if hip-hop is a weapon
Imma kill em all I swear
I'mma save a grip and dip
I'll prolly blow up over there
Cause I'm making all these hits
It feels like yall will never hear
No I don't wanna let go
Time is up
But where did it go?
Life is a tiny window
Shiny things
Dont impress me though
'Shit We Do' transitio
Don't, pass me the coke
Don't care what you heard
That shit is dope
Nope, Pass me the weed
Joint to the face
Can't wait, its what I need
Yeah, got me a dime
Nigga you shot your shot
I skipped that line
Prime, plenty of time
You're at a bar
I'm writing lines
I'm doing fine, yeah
No pot to piss
But I'm flying there
Nobody thought
That I'd find it
But I found this sauce
Not buying it
Co sign him
I've been sacrilegious
Since the day my Papi
Came to Cali
Made a person
That he still has
Failed to love or mentioned
Boy stop, toy blocks
Can't knock me down
No Muay Thai
Noise high
Pistol grippers pull up and its
Boy bye
Big bang, blood stain
Shit we do to gain some fame
Will they remember the name?
Is it the end of the game?
Credits
Writer(s): Tyler Maciel-todd
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