Grass Valley

They tried to come take down my music from streamin'

They tried to come stunt the growth of my releases

Got B gas for fourteen, and this shit is decent

Got childhood friends hatin', and that was just recent

I'm down in Grass Valley, got loud on the pallet

I'm finishin', wrap it, got CO2 Butane

I'm finna extract it

My girl lookin' sexy, she got me distracted

So I sent the pack, and got oils and wax

Got OGs in council, I need me a crown and a castle

I'm king of shit, just bought a phone from T-Mobile

These plays steady ringin' it

White boy with thousands of Ps steady beggin' to bring me shit

Can't send no money through Walmart, 'cause I gotta see the shit

Bought me a pot and some soil, I'm seedin' it

South side of Oregon, white and Armenian

Guerrilla style, I'ma grow this shit illegally

No service inside the mountain, no reachin' me

Hippies who been here for years steady teachin' me

We in the field, and we smokin' so peacefully

Came from the streets, so you know ain't no cheatin' me

Kick that lil' bitch to the curb if she cheat on me

Came with a strap, matter of fact, I got three on me

They tryna hinder my growth and success

She tryna lay down tonight and have sex

My bedroom a pool 'cause she overly wet

Trappin' all night made me flood the Patek

Trappin' all night made me flood the AP

Walk in the house and I fuck her to sleep

Then back to the trap, I ain't missin' a beat

.50 cal made that lil' **** retreat

I'm saved by the bell like I'm Slater and Screech

Dash out in flames and my tires gon' screech

My nose in the air, I might turn down a freak

All this work I put in got me very fatigued

Been through some shit that you wouldn't believe

Can't handle my lifestyle, I think you should leave

With no label behind me, I'm still gon' achieve

'Cause I know my success is dependent on me

And I know my lil' children depended on me

Whether rap, work, or not, I'ma have me some Ps

Whether rap, work, or not, I'ma swipe some CCs

I was broke, them hoes used to turn up they nose

Nowadays, they just all seem to come out they clothes

This trap shit do not let me turn on my phone

Finna go drop a tape, let me get in the zone

Finna stuff all that Thin Mint inside of a cone

I miss twenty plays every time I drop a song

Gotta vacuum-seal all of this shit 'cause it's strong

I know this shit risky, I might drive alone

By any means, I gotta get this shit gone

I promise my trap, gonna jump like a frog

Came from the streets, so you know ain't no cheatin' me

Kick that lil' bitch to the curb if she cheat on me

Came with a strap, matter of fact, I got three on me

They tryna hinder my growth and success

She tryna lay down tonight and have sex

My bedroom a pool 'cause she overly wet

Trappin' all night made me flood the Patek

Trappin' all night made me flood the AP

Walk in the house and I fuck her to sleep

Then back to the trap, I ain't missin' a beat

.50 cal made that lil **** retreat

I'm saved by the bell like Slater and Screech

Dash out in flames, my tires gon' screech

My nose in the air, I might turn down a freak

All the work I put in got me very fatigued

Been through some shit that you wouldn't believe

Can't handle my lifestyle, I think you should leave