I'm on a whole other level
sayin' I'll never make it
I pour a toast to the West Coast,
When I drop my shit, haters strip,
they simply can't fade it
All these la bels see the formula
But uh, you can try to copy,
but you can't duplicate it
and what the streets created
Framing this about back in the days
Informants gave up my position,
It was then at that moment
I learned the meaning of trust
Only kicking with the chosen few
The ones with smiles on their faces
Might be the ones to see you through
So I'll never leave the pack
without the .22 on my lat
And my blackened stainless steel
Back against the wall with bloody knuckles,
They love to smile and kick dirt
Wishin' I was livin', don't trip,
They wish that I would just
But I ain't never gonna stop
as I'm takin' it to the top
Got high power gangsta shit 2006,
and guess who's back up in the mix
It's that infamous Mr. Criminal
comin' straight for the west
I'm leavin' em' losin' their breath
When that thing's to the rest,
And fools need to step their game up a step,
Disrespectin' what I claim,
and they yell, yeah that's me
I'm comin' to handle them
Travels fast, bullets travel faster
White chalk and fuckin' body bags
tryin' to stay on the streets
Keep my heat in the battlefield,
they wanna see me deceased
so when that drama increase
I ain't the one that's leggin' all bloody,
stuck under them sheets, yeah
Back against the wall with
They love to smile and kick dirt
Wishin' I was slippin', don't trip,
Back against the wall with
scrimmin' like fuck 'em all
They wish that I would just
But I ain't never gonna stop,
as I'm takin' it to the top
I'm in the all -blue 62 Super
Grippin' up on my stainless,
slidin' through the intersection
my direction made a right
Turn as I approach Silver Lake
I seen the homies postin' up,
ready to shoot a motherfucker
Random right where you're standin'
It was Lee, so spanky, droopy,
It's just another summer night,
got hyenas up in jacuzzis
Man, it's goin' down tonight,
Hit up the homies on the next tail,
But still some haters tryna scope
First rule of the streets
is commit the crime and don't tell
that's exactly what I did
Grab the strap, pop it a clip,
show them exactly how I live
When you fuckin' with Mr. Criminal,
that's exactly what it is
With a beam from the heat,
aim directly at your ribs
Back against the wall with
They'd love to smile and kick dirt
Wishin' I was slippin', don't trip,
Back against the wall with bloody knuckles,
They wish that I would just
But I ain't never gon na stop,
as I'm takin' it to the top
You know, we had to do it on this
High Power En tertainment,
A little word of advice, homie,
all that motherfuckin' hatin',
Internet gossip bangin' on the
Shit don't add up, don't materialize,
I'm on a whole nother level,
I'm on a whole nother level,
I'm on a whole nother level,
I'm on a whole nother level,
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