Текст песни BREEZE - Homixide Gang

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Can I catch a wave
Can we catch a breeze
Yeah I like California trees
Hit Calabasas don't forget the lean
Yeah I like clean dope
Yeah I like rockstar flow
Yeah I got plenty hoes
Yeah they all on go

Everybody eats everybody get chose fuck what you say
Everybody touching money everybody is a boss yeah rockstar made
We put you on your head you motherfucking play you die everyday
I'm sticking with the fives this shit not gon change you play and get layed

You can see the lil niggas with me up sitting right now
You know them lil boys switching lanes
Ion even care bout them boys I don't see them lil boys
Imma put a lil pack on they head
Yeah might just end up dead
Put that lil boy on his back he a sped
Fuck all that talking you do on the net boy yeah you'll a tell it

Where your loyalty
You went on that stand talk to them folks you gonna tell it
Where your loyalty
You went on that stand talk to them folks you gonna tell it
Damn I ain't even know you gone spill
But I see in your eyes you ain't real
But I see in your eyes you ain't trill

Renegade nigga we taking your stain
I'm a 5 star nigga I'm upping my rank
Free all my niggas who locked in them chains
And the widebody kit gotta push start to crank
Everyday poppin shit, drippin, spillin, on the set
Got the diamonds on my neck looking like frosted flakes
Snotted out nigga make him charge it to the game
Take that shit up with god Homixide don't play

It can be whatever when it come to my gang
Ride with my niggas they right or they wrong
Coming out the whip with my sandbox niggas
Get the family a big house spent 7, 8 figures
Growing up we aint too much have nothing
Momma did her best use to grind for her son
Sleeping on a pallet in my granny house yeah I had to trap it out
Now we fuck the money up for fun

I am a humble beast Im smoking on racks and sip on codiene
Post up in the house with bumblebees
I cannot be lacking that gun on me
I got packs for the cheap and they rushin' me
Stripes on my back like a referee
In the field with my boots like some fuckin' cleats
Pull up and knock him down just for free

Can I catch a wave
Can we catch a breeze
Yeah I like California trees
Hit Calabasas don't forget the lean
Yeah I like clean dope
Yeah I like rockstar flow
Yeah I got plenty hoes
Yeah they all on go
Everybody eats everybody get chose fuck what you say
Everybody touching money everybody is a boss yeah rockstar made
We put you on your head you motherfucking play you die everyday
I'm sticking with the fives this shit not gon change you play and get layed