MUZIK

This music's for your entertainment purposes (Ayo hand me that pen and that pad real quick)

Just barely scratching the surface

Of what you niggas refer to as the greatest on this earth

Since birth, when it came to showtime, I was Earvin"Magic" Johnson

Neck on George Gervin

Iceman, Iceman, up when the birds chirpin

Tryna chase my dream, with a dollar in the plans too

Clean nigga, bitches give me head like shampoo

Niggas like, is there anything you can't do?

As long as I got my loved ones, then I can't lose

Think she the one, don't be Dumbo, she ran through

And talk about elephants in the damn room

Cars tinted up every time I bring my camp through

Left Coast, we not even givin' y'all the chance to

Catch up, no condiments, I never lacked confidence

Even when I was broke and never received a compliment

I'm on honest, bitch

And fellas, put your hands up if you know nobody fresher

And ladies, put your hands up if you knowin' that you pressure

And grab your girl one time if you know she look good

Then kick back and roll a joint or a wood