Far Alone (feat. Jay Ant)

Yeah yeah yeah
Blue jeans air 1s and a white t
06 hanging out the window like Yee
Hyphy on one off a bottle might be
Might tree smoking agent orange high c
Back when me and Marty was recording at my moms
Most of yall were chasing round bobs
I was in the lab only hoping that my job
Never will be based around mops now Im on
Yeah she know love me cause my ego
Girls and the drugs always follow us where we go
Eh where the bay at Shouts out to Jay and
Looking for the party girls let me know where they at
Skinny rich girls always asking where the ye at
Throw a house party like cool where you stay at
Turn upside down let her twerk on the wall
Took her to the bathroom and did work in the stall
Yeah
They used to tell me
I couldnt go too far alone
They used to always say
I couldnt go too far alone
But now Im here b**ch
But now Im here b**ch
But now Im here b**ch
From the BART train to a tour bus
Still the same game except Im pulling more sluts
More butts more bucks never giving more f *cks
Did it my way Im never taking shortcuts
Raised in a town like fool who put you up on
All these bay sounds Mac Dre is who I grew up on
Ive been selling game got you if you need a coupon
You can check my resume see every beat I threw up on
Smoking on grapes rolling up swishers no papes
Back of the ghost closed drapes
Im a boss tycoon girls in the crowd all swoon
Super high Im off to the moon
And I vanishwith your girl then I take her to my room
She wants me to slay okay that means doing wrong
And its to be expected
Knew this would happen as soon as she texted
They used to tell me
I couldnt go too far alone
They used to always say
I couldnt go too far alone
But now Im here b**ch
But now Im here b**ch