New Spider

I was on inside, east coast California with a deep fried
Yeah, I go, go, go, I don't even need a Left Eye
No, no, what you gonna do?
You ain't Goku, what you wanna step for?
You wanna talk shit, pop shit in bad mode
No, no, no, no, goes to the west coast
Oh, oh, yeah, oh, oh, no, oh
East side California, now I'm chillin' on the east side
Right now

Picked dreams over reality, so motherfuck a salary
My mind is like a gallery, negativity's allergy
Naturally make you killing, I'm feelin' Mickey and Mallory
Rollin' up off the Cali tree, catchin' bodies like calories
Missing her and on the weekends, by Thursday I'm playin' Valerie
Damn, and I ain't even got a plan
But life ain't got a meaning, so I ain't droppin' seamen
Sometimes a pussy is water and I be aqua feinin'

I'm living good, but be on the grind to getting more
Brand new, white air ones, when I hit the mall
And a nigga fresh to death, like I'm in the morgue
Delaware to Singapore, ball like I'm in DePaul
All you niggas hit the wall, we ridin' right past you
I'm a bachelor, but need a queen to my castle
We movin' to a better year, Vintage 07 gear
Movin' as a unit, keep it solid as Metal Gear

I was up east side talking with a main, bitch
Drop, drop, pop, trynna roll the same shit
I was in the rain, bitch, but them bitches the way, bitch
I done done sippin' liquor on the same shit
This ain't so, can't go with the rain, bro
Turnin' up with devils on my level, you ain't hate Joe
Don't talk, don't hop, leave the bank down
What up, Nate, Joe? Joe, Nate, ho

These corporations cuttin' budgets to save
Backdoor politics to fool the public for plays
The sun shines for everyone, so I'm trustin' the shade
It's not a GPS glitch, but I'm stuck in my ways
Ay, this game is capped, I grabbed a gown, boy, I graduated
Needed space to peep the stars, still I gravitated
While niggas waiting for they shot, trust I'm vaccinated
Can't give opinions when the facts are stated
Yo, been on one a quarter of my drive, now we coincide
If these Def Jams goin' major, I'm takin' coincide
Farm deals gettin' fronted, now I control the pie
And split it four ways, first, no golden eye
See, most people rarely miss you when you're dead
These women do you worse and only hit you with your fed
That's why you never take the issues to your bed
Plus, if that chick feel another nigga
You'll be in a pickle for the bread

I was in the outside battle with the main, bitch
Turn, turn, wave, fuckin' with the same bitch
Shit being getting strange bitch, we gotta go
You in the rage, bitch, you ain't in the fade, babe
Love you like a space show
And that turn like a yo-yo
Everybody know we get it jumpin' like a pogo
Niggas wanna bring the bitches jumpin' like a photo
Outside, but we inside, yeah, oh
Fuck