Breeze

Any last words?
I'm high as fuck right now, can't even see what time it is
And they still be playin' me, hatin' on me
Homixide Lifestyle, YVL, 5, you know, Homixide
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, huh, yeah, huh, yeah
Get walkin' on a bitch, you know
I'm with the Five's, you know what I'm sayin'?
Step on a bitch (no bap, no bap)

Yeah, yeah, can I catch a wave?
Yeah, can we catch a breeze? (Can we catch a breeze?)
Yeah, I like California trees (California trees)
Hit Calabasas, don't forget the lean (don't forget the lean)
Yeah, I like clean dope (yeah, I like clean dope)
Yeah, I like rockstar flow (like rockstar)
Yeah, I got plenty hoes (I got plenty hoes)
Yeah, they all on go (on go)
Everybody eats, everybody get 'chos
Don't give a fuck 'bout what you say (count it up, count it up)
Everybody touchin' money, everybody is a boss, yeah, rockstar made
We put it on your head, you motherfuckin' play, then you die, everyday
I'm stickin' with the Five's, this shit not gon' change, you play and get laid (no bap)

You can see the lil' niggas with me up, sittin' right now
You know them lil' boys switch lanes (switch lanes)
I'on even care 'bout them boys, I don't see them lil' boys
I'ma put a lil' pack on their head (haha)
Yeah, might just end up dead (might just end up)
Put that lil' boy on his back, he a sped, yeah (haha)
Fuck all that talkin' you doin' on the 'net, boy, you'll tell it
Where your loyalty? (Where your loyalty?)
You went on that stand and you talked to them folks, you gon' tell it
Where your loyalty? (Where your loyalty?)
You went on that stand and you talked to them folks, you gon' tell it
Huh, I ain't even know you gon' spill
But I see in your eyes, you ain't real (I see in your eyes)
But, I see in your eyes, you ain't trill

Renegade nigga, we takin' your stain
I'm a five-star nigga, I'm uppin' my ranks (five-star, bitch)
Free all my niggas who locked in them chains
In the widebody kit, gotta push-start to crank (Homixide, Homixide, skrrt)
Everyday poppin' shit, drippin', spillin' on the set
Got the diamonds on my neck, lookin' like Frosted Flakes
Snotted out nigga, make him charge it to the game
Take that shit up with God, Homixide don't play (Homixide, Homixide, Homixide)
It can be whatever when it come to my gang
Ride with my niggas, they right or they wrong (Homixide, Homixide, Homixide)
Comin' out the whip with my sandbox niggas
Get the family a house, spend seven or eight figures
Growin' up, we ain't too much, have none (have none)
Mama did the best she could find for her son
Sleepin' 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 (humble beast), I'm smokin' on racks and sip on codeine
Post up in the house with some bumblebees
I cannot be lackin', the gun on me (on 5)
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 (Homixide)
Pull up and knock him down, just for free (Homixide, Homixide, on 5)

Yeah, yeah, can I catch a wave?
Yeah, can we catch a breeze? (Can we catch a breeze?)
Yeah, I like California trees (California trees)
Hit Calabasas, don't forget the lean (don't forget the lean)
Yeah, I like clean dope (yeah, I like clean dope)
Yeah, I like rockstar flow (like rockstar)
Yeah, I got plenty hoes (I got plenty hoes)
Yeah, they all on go (on go)
Everybody eats, everybody get 'chos
Don't give a fuck 'bout what you say (count it up, count it up)
Everybody touchin' money, everybody is a boss, yeah, rockstar made
We put it on your head, you motherfuckin' play, then you die, everyday
I'm stickin' with the Five's, this shit not gon' change, you play and get layed (no bap)

Get walkin' on a bitch
On 5 with the chains, step on a bitch

Open that shit up (yeah, man) what the fuck?
(Homixide, Homixide, Homixide)
They gave the wrong young nigga money (simply that)
Free Problem, free Demon, long live R5, nigga know what the fuck we on (boom)
Yeah
Haha
C'mon, let's do it