Letras
Yeah, turn all of our headphones up
Ugh, turn that shit up a lil' bit more
Lil' bit more, lil' bit more, lil' bit more, lil' bit more
That's good right there
Uh, we live this marathon life
'Cause one day we gon' all die
Not a stranger to them hard nights
But, when we look up, we see our sky
We see potential in the moment
We used to have to rent, now we own it
No hesitation, we be on it
We get paid to spend these midnights in Paris like we Owen
Wilson, what a feelin', live in it 'cause you built it
Ballin', spot it, shot it, killed it
This Rollie is the symbol that represent my resilience
The marathon's my leverage, negotiations with brilliance
Put my feet up on the desk, never
We just re-up to the next level
VVS, the nothin' less bezel
I got the ho you lost in four on the sex schedule
I'm busy grindin', baby, nine-to-nine
So she just happy when I find the time
She got a fetish for designer styles
I'm lookin' like I robbed a diamond mine
This crazy life of mine
No happy endings to this life of crime
So this little light of mine
Nigga, I'ma let it shine
Esta vida loca, mija
Esta vida loca, mija (esta vida loca)
Esta vida loca, mija (esta vida loca, mija)
Esta vida loca, mija
This crazy life of mine
Can make a grown man cry sometimes
Lookin' up at the sky at night
Prayin' for better days, better times
This crazy life of mine
I've been tryna keep my spirit alive
Smokin' Za, I'm hopin' that it gets me high
Prayin' for better days, better days
Listen, Doc Dre, you know I don't show up often (uh)
But when I do, I put shit in motion
Motion pictures shit, nigga, picture me rollin'
Or composin' with composure, bitch, I'm Compton's Beethoven
Silhouettes of naked bodies layin' in the sand
Now that's California love, you know who the fuck I am