[Chorus]

I been on the low for a while, but now

It's time to rise up, so open your eyes up

And recognise the real, that's all up in your grill

Yo Yo gots the flow, y'all niggas know the deal [x2]



[Verse 1]

It's a must that I thrush world plush a little lush money

Green like sus-money, cream and takes the bus

International connects, plus discuss the hush-hush

West-side, Who Ride?, World-wide, Bomb-rush

So what's the deal with all this 'keep it real' rapping

I'm still flexing skills, collect my mill and keep stepping

Pack a weapon close if I ghost a nigga then I'm Swayze

Cause rapping pays me to live shady, wilin' crazy

Just the killer Cali lady, snatch your fuckin lady

If rappers be board, you niggas still couldn't play me

So save the drama for your mommy and your poppy

When I hit the track up a mad truck couldn't stop me

To all you, Versace wearin' Donna Karen tricks

Starin' all up in my grill, I'ma let you know the deal

I'm still droppin' bombs like Sudam Husain

Who-Bang, like Mack-10, sip gin and kick game



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[Verse 2]

I've been on the low, but now it's time to show and prove

Turn my dues to power moves, I got 'em winning never lose

So whoever snooze, on the Y-O-Y-O better buy you

A superior plot, I'm blowin' up the spot

Hip-Hop's the mil-ticket, and I still kick it

For my niggas in the hood, best believe it's all good

My game is understood from LA to Amsterdam

So I organise my fam' and rock the world like Pearl Jam

This girl's a thriller, got more game than Shirl' Miller

And as this world turns, my main concern is earnin' scrilla

I'm realer than most don't test this west coast fever

On your reciever, with more respect than Aretha

Franklin, got mo' bankin', drudge and wheezy

I'm movin on up so give it up this shit ain't easy

But see I, step to my B I and be fly

Like a sparrow, but their all stackin' up 'Genaro



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[Verse 3]

You best rocognise game about the things that I told

Everything that glitters an't gold, but this mic I hold

Is worth about a million, really don't peep the flow

I generate more pace than Wall Street when I blow

You know this how we do, in killer Cali rule

Mic check, one two, when the Yo be comin' through

With the lyrical, verbal miracle, oh Jesus

I say what I want and I do as I pleases

For any nigga step in my direction and question

My affection for this game that I be flexin'

The same as chin-checkin, I'll be right there like demolition

I'm on a mission, so just listen

I'm spittin', the game related, that keep you faded

Intoxicated, then your pocket get raided

I made it, for them G's and Ladies

Beneath the palm trees just shootin' the breeze



[Chorus]



That's the way, uh uh, we like it

Bad as I wanna be, you don't wanna step to me

That's the way, uh uh, we like it

Steady Risin' to the top, movin' up another notch [x2]



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