Текст песни South Valley - CraZ BraZ

Ain't got ice on my neck, it just turn to water
Smiling, she just hit the lottery
Turn it around, make it a robbery
Shit ain't bother me

Make my way down to South Valley
Keep a blower on me with this dope around me
All-black whip with a bass that's pounding
Roll up the window, I'm smoking on lousy
Smoking on lousy when he chill in the Audi
Mr. Money Bags but he looking real Tommy
Looking like a dork way you eating alone
You're a real bitch, your family eating on the floor
What you talking 'bout, that you on a Capone
Your girl just hit my phone and I'm on it
I be in her zone
Give her optimism but I'm already gone

Cruising down Route 66
Trying to get a kick
I still need my fix
And I think a girl try slip me a mick

Shit going south now
Must be winter, ain't no going out now
Ain't no going back now
I'm a problem you can't solve, you going back out
John Wall, trying to ball quick
(Give me the world, I'll revolve it)
Always working, I'm on call, bitch
(Try to catch me in the fall)
Cooking and cooking, I look lucid and crooked
Serving up orders for Mr. Charlie and Snoopy
Lucy serving sushi like a fusion
City been whoopee like a cushion, product pushing
1% living kushy, take it in like a smoothie
Life's like a movie, but it's directed by Kubrick