Step Ya Game Up

Ladies and gentlemen

I'd like to bring

San Francisco Giant to the booth

Equipped though

Knuckleheads, come on

No one writes my shit, spit it like I did

You fake it, you duplicate the life I live

It's a thin line, they don't wanna see me on the incline

To our enemies, it's sin time

We like to mob our jobs, and we give em a call

Redhead suckers shouldn't be livin at all

Fall or rise, I'm tryin to earn stars and stripes

One of a kind, yet I ain't hard to find

We worldwide and we take our game coastal

Live like we 'posed to, boss player with no rules

I count money while I'm burnin a swish

The world of sin prepare me for the turn of events

It's a cold game

My cousin dream of a whole thing of cocaine

The movie blow, we role play

Like Johnny Depp with 12 kilos

I'm tryin to count money by the ton like C-Bo

Got real ties from here to the East Coast

Coppin blow, supply and demand, we need mo'

I told homey better step yo' game up

Cause everyday I'm tryin to get my paper

I told homey better step yo' game up

Cause everyday I'm tryin to get my paper

It's been a long time comin, and my dues been paid and doubled

It's time for recognition and you cannot hold me back

I make deals for a mill, if you cannot show me that

Then show me nothin at all, don't pick up the phone when I call

They never did, so that's nothin new to me

At least they didn't two years ago, that's how it used to be

But yo I came up, fuck it, I'm changin the game up

And bringin it back to the Bay, we've been ignored for so long

To the ones that say we lost it, motherfucker you're so wrong

I got, 99 ways to express to you how I'm feelin

I've been down and out up until now, been playin catch up

With no helpful hands thrown my way to help me back up

But, that's how it's been and that's how it's gon' stay

If you treat me like an enemy, that's how I'm gon' play

I think I made it through the trials

And tribulations I was meant to face

Now it's just me and my entourage, call me Vincent Chase

I told homey better step yo' game up

Cause everyday I'm tryin to get my paper

I told homey better step yo' game up

Cause everyday I'm tryin to get my paper

I told homey better step yo' game up

Cause everyday I'm tryin to get my paper

I told homey better step yo' game up

Cause everyday I'm tryin to get my paper

Northern Cali caucasian, y'all know me

You can see it in my eyes, I'm a product of the street

Bred on concrete, hustle through hard times

Got more bars than the stars, I shine

Six hour waistline, cause some got beef

But I won't be the one left for cold in the sheets

Never accept defeat, there's too much fight in my blood

So the real pack still address beef with slugs

I sold and eat with thugs, pop pills and push drugs

Fuck recoppin, hit licks on weak plugs

Done caught a street buzz on some real rap shit

But I'm still in the street on some click-clack shit

Young Nilla spit that shit, I'ma do what I wanna

Bring the bang to your block, live from Northern California

Smell like marijuana whenever you see me

Talkin big shit, gettin paid by Beezys

I told homey better step yo' game up

Cause everyday I'm tryin to get my paper

I told homey better step yo' game up

Cause everyday I'm tryin to get my paper

I told homey better step yo' game up

Cause everyday I'm tryin to get my paper

I told homey better step yo' game up

Cause everyday I'm tryin to get my paper

I'm from the Rich, but I put the whole Bay on my back

Crossin state lines, may get my Monterey Jack

If you don't know what that is, that's

The cheddar, gouda or the parmesan

I'm chuck e. cheesed up no matter what hype I'm on

Call me Decepticon, mate when I transform

Cause all the money that I touch keep my hands warm

It's like a platform, man when I make my cabbage

A Ridgetown, Seaside, Twomp Street savage