Take it back to the afros and the naturals

Cape cutter picks we slips into the back [?]

I'm O.G. my nigga for real though

Straight up off that east side top of the hill yo

I'm looking at the overview

Thinking bout 86 damn I was overdue

Walking in the hood making mix tapes trying to walk up out the hood

While I'm chucking at the hood nigga talk about the hood

That I came from it raised me real Crip crazy

[?] oops a daisy

Demon or a heathen scheming while I'm dreaming

Screaming to get even seeing is believing

And don't you forget that

Get it to you get back hit that kick back

Three flies one a way

Reminisce about the things that my grandmama use to say

Stay in your own lane stay on your own and quick trying to be grown

Day turn to night and play turn to fight

Yeah I guess my granny was right



Reflections of the way life used to be

It's all right



I like them girls from Ladera Heights or the girls on Hills

I take a trip up the World On Wheels and get in a fight

Make it back to my ride

Pop shots at some suckers disrespecting the side

My big homie my cuzzo schoolyard bozo

Slid me away just to get me away

I'm just a Long Beach nigga outside of my hood

I'm banging riding but doing it good

When I get locked down there ain't hiding and wondering

As soon as I hit the County I'm up in 48 hundred

With the dealers the killers the [?]

The best from the west and the beast from the east

Yeah I'm acting a fool

I'm getting my degree from gladiator school

I chose this life cause I knows this life

Sell a little crack and my flows is tight

I'm clear on my choice and what's cold is

I can still hear my grandma's voice

She say day turn to night and play turn to fight

Yeah I guess my granny was right



Reflections of the way life used to be

It's all right



If you get caught then you don't walk cause you don't talk

And these was the rules squeeze on these fools

I came up in a different era homie

Where the G's is the G's and the little wannabe's really want it

Wanna be like cause the C life make you wanna G like

Now who you wanna be like

That fool on the TV screen

Or the homie on the corner getting major cream

In the Cadillac beating like Battle Cat

A nigga with money don't know how to act

Smoke til your eyes get cataracts

All money nonsense yeah none of that

Quarter sack run it back

Hold him back lock him up bag him up front him that

If a trick jump the track do you want your money back

Lil bitch was a bunny rat

Watch for the funny hat

Cause it's gonna come

And my granny said it's no fun

She say day turn to night and play turn to fight

Yeah I guess my granny was right



Reflections of the way life used to be

It's all right