1. |
Flying High (Intro)
01:58
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The rebirth
I just want to find my own way to fly
What's up, what's up, what's up
I just want to find my own way to fly
What's up, what's up
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Hold up, Hold up, Hold up, Hold up,
What's up, yeah what's up
Is this the life that we want
Is this the life that we chase
Are we just running towards the money
Keep up the pace
I found my flow up in this game
The people saying that I changed
What's the purpose of staying the same when you trying to change up your ways
Mic check
Hold on wait a minute let a nigga get up on this track (Get up on this track)
Young nigga got that marijuana and my shit that pack
Couple grams up in a snack bag in a nap sack
TSA looking big big mad cause the backpack smell like big gas
(Hold up)
Hold on wait a minute let a young nigga this straight
(Hold up)
She tying to party but you the type to buy her a drink
(Hold up)
You think if you pull her number you'll get you a date (Get you a date)
She take that drink and go back to dancing with her clique like Ye
Ace of Spades is where she make her change
She ain't worried bout that henny drink
Roze be a frank a pop
Like two 50's in a drop top
Catching signals like a hot-spot, so she hop on the wagon like it's hopscotch
Back to the telly with some new scotch, shots back to back just like a diss song (Yeah)
She don't date no rappers, but she do now
I tell her back it up for a few pounds (Hold up wait yeah)
Rolling doobies in a black van on the way to France, G-$ANTANA check out the style (Check check check)
Glorious just like a Bobby Roode (Hold up)
Taking shrooms when I'm on the road (Yeah)
Yo I never give a damn, I'm the motherfucking man
I said it back on feel me, now you got to hear me for sure, and now you hear me for sure
Hold on wait a minute let a nigga get up on this wax
Young nigga toking marijuana and my shit that thrax
I'm fresh like Phresher, cant you correlate, but its not the same
I'm from the K, moved to the Gate, lived like a Scouser, now I'm in the A (Now he in the A)
Hold on wait a minute G-$ANTANA when'd you get this flow
(Hold up)
Cause I went from shows where niggas smoking weed to niggas doing snow
(Hold up)
I'm talking whole grams, but I stay away I call it stranger danger
I be in clubs with like hella playas, bad bitches, different flavors
You know what we do
Feel the vibe of the people
I ain't got time for me to lose
We check yeah one two
You know what we do
Feel the vibe of the people
I ain't got time for me to lose
We check yeah one two
Is this the life that we want
Is this the life that we chase
Are we just running towards the money
Keep up the pace
I found my flow up in this game
The people saying that I changed
What's the purpose of staying the same when you trying to change up your ways
Is this the life that we want
Are we just running towards the money
I found my flow up in this game
What's the purpose of staying the same when you trying to change up your ways
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Yeah
Part two, for your little bitch ass
Everybody want to rap, everybody want to sing, auto tuning everything (I just want to be me)
Everybody sipping lean, every rapper got supreme, everybody popping beans (I just want to be G)
Everybody want to trap, every rapper got a pack, OG matter fact (I just want to be me)
Iced out to the T, diamonds cloudy but your'e clean, life moves around the cream (Shit I just want to be G)
I could, I could never stunt, if the money not up, looking goofy like a chump
I could never wear clothes, that don't even fit my mold, but I fit Tommy, Gucci, Ford
I ain't waiting in no line, just to have a good time, draped in jewelry with the shine
I'm the type to walk in, VIP with the clique, Hennessy Patron and chips
Everywhere Santana go
In the air or on the road
I always got my pre rolls
Rolling doobies by the boat load
But if you see me in the cut, rolling doobies say whats up, just might let you hit the joint
But if I'm facing, nigga face it, I'm a silent as a slug
Higher than a tweety bird
Yeah young G straight up out of space
I'm just trying to do my thang
While I stay up in my lane
Aye
Everybody want to rap everybody want to sing
But young G-$ANTANA ain't you doing the same thing
Everybody want to rap everybody want to sing
But young G-$ANTANA ain't you doing the same thing
Stay in your lane, I'm a Big Baller, call me Lavar
I only, let a select few people call me Jalaal
If you want change, you got to be consistent that's law
You got to be persistent, focus on your mission, trust your intuition that's for sure
If you want change, you got to change your ways, you got to flip the page
And watch the story change its pace like everyday
You got to do your thang
You got to have your mind on your money and your money on your mind everyday
You cant be afraid, you cant run astray, you got to be original that's how you win the game
You cant have growth and comfort that's insane
Hold up wait
Hold up wait
Hold up wait
My mind racing Ben Frank, like Daytona 500
Be popping beans like its skittles, then I drift to slumber
I'm never busting under pressure, ain't no need for not a plumber
These cold sweats up in the night, the got my dripping like its summer
I sip this brown up out the bottle
It make me shift just like a throttle
Cannibus activist, no activist, in my sprite bottle
I'm burning energy, but I'm gaining bread, I'm bony like fossils
All these tacitos and these burritos got me stuffed just like a taco (Ahh)
I be writing all up in my mind, that's what I call a mental note
I be cooling high off life, that's what I call a mental toke
When I be looking at the sky, I call that time a mental scope
And when I be mapping out my plans, I call that time a mental globe
I got this Kyrie type mentality
I'm focused on the G
I'm the type to lead not follow, so I'm focused on my team (Team)
Head huncho like a Migo, and I'm focused on my cream
Got the method like I'm Method Man, no Wu Tang just G.
No Wu tang just G
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4. |
Not Ready (Interlude)
00:40
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Okay I'm ready
Whats up G-$ANTANA
You know you got that death shirt and shit
I'm up in this bitch, with this green light, blue light
Blue pill
(Oh shit)
Oh shit
I'm bout to spit some bars
(Oh shit)
Y'all not ready for this shit, y'all not ready
(They not ready)
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5. |
Keep It Funky
01:53
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6. |
Beautiful Day!
03:09
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(I'm so glad your'e mine)
Rolling doobies in the morning its a beautiful, its a beautiful day yeah yeah
I'm just trying to get right trying to do my thang, trying to do my thang yeah yeah
Good smoke in the air ashes all in the tray, ashes all in the tray yeah yeah
Rolling doobies in the morning its a beautiful day, its a beautiful day yeah yeah
It's a beautiful day, and I'm feeling okay
Because I got some weed layed out in the tray
I'm bout to roll back to back
I need a couple snacks
And in a couple hours know I'm going to need a nap
Zip stuffed up in the bag
Back like when I was in class, you would've thought I had pastrami in a nap sack
Bubba Kush make me relax, I'm talking platinum gas
And now I'm motivated to go out and start my day
Sesh meshed within the stu got the homies coming through
You open up the door the smoke slaps like its stew
Oouu What you trying to do want to party with the groove
And vibe with the hook that I made for you and you and you.
Rolling doobies in the morning its a beautiful, its a beautiful day yeah yeah
I'm just trying to get right trying to do my thang, trying to do my thang yeah yeah
Good smoke in the air ashes all in the tray, ashes all in the tray yeah yeah
Rolling doobies in the morning its a beautiful day, its a beautiful day yeah yeah
Now grind it up (Uh huh)
Scrape it up (Uh huh)
Now pick it up (Whats up)
Yo that's whats up (Yeah yeah)
Now roll it up (Roll it)
Pack it up (Pack it up)
Now twist it up (Twist it up)
Yo spark it up (Spark that shit)
Now grind it up (Grind it)
Scrape it up (Uh huh)
Now pick it up (What's up)
Yo that's whats up (Yeah yeah)
Now roll it up (Roll it)
Now pack it up (Pack it)
Now twist it up (Twist it)
Now spark it up (Uh huh)
I got a joint (Joint)
You got a L (L)
We spark together (Together)
We do it well (Well)
And you know we jell (Jell)
And the vibe is swell (Swell)
Shouts my nigga Trel (Trel)
Always keeps it trill (Trill)
Damn the weathers real, makes me want to chill (Chill)
Roll a couple doobies on a cutie
Order pizza and a movie
Just might slip in a Jacuzzi
If she worth it then I'm splurging
Rolling herb as strong as potions
Cause its a beautiful day
Cause its a beautiful day
Cause its a beautiful day
Cause its a beautiful day
Rolling doobies in the morning its a beautiful, its a beautiful day yeah yeah
I'm just trying to get right trying to do my thang, trying to do my thang yeah yeah
Good smoke in the air ashes all in the tray, ashes all in the tray yeah yeah
Rolling doobies in the morning its a beautiful day, its a beautiful day yeah yeah
(I think I was able to finesse that)
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8. |
Frenemies
01:17
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You don't got a ash tray
It's cool
Uh friends turning into enemies
We call them people frenemies
Thinking like who's a friend to me (Thinking like who's a friend to me)
Yeah who can I turn to
When I'm stuck in a mood
When I'm stuck in the blues
And I got no clue
Popping beans like its necessary for protein
Pro things, and pro themes, and pro schemes
Yeah, toking on a L
I learned in life, sometimes you got to take a L
I sit back and say oh well
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10. |
Psychedelics
02:06
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I love this vibe
I feel blue
Like light blue
Hey pretty lady, really whats your name
Can I talk to you, buy you a drink (Drink)
I can come on over, roll up some dank
You can roll your blunt, and I can roll my jay (Jay)
We can escape, do some different thangs
And if you feel my steez we can go up on a date (Date)
We can make a move (Move)
We can hit the zoo
And when we got our shades on know we in the groove
Usually I'm solo, something like I'm solo (Solo)
But when I'm with you yeah I want to be in Soho
And your pigment rojo, yeah that's for sure though
And you love my style and the freestyle flow though
Yeah I'm smoking on these white girls with the pearl though
With the clipper lighter, go ahead and spark it (Spark it)
Go ahead and park it (Park it)
In my damn room (Room)
We can go ahead and do what we want to do (Do)
Moving to the groove, popped a couple shrooms (Shrooms)
Love them psychedelics make us hit the moon
Like I'm Mike Jack, I beat the beat up
Smoking on this green, while I kick my feet up
And I get my feet rubbed, then I rub your feet girl
Same two yeah we a match made in heaven what 'bout you
Pharmacy what 'bout you, rolling doobies in the room
Felling so groovy with the tune ouu
(Might have made a hit bruh)
One step ouu
Take
Take mmm mmmm mmm
Take
Take
Aye what is it (What is it)
One step
Take
We just having fun
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11. |
What's Up!
03:18
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Whats up, whats up
Whats up with the shit, Whats up with the shit, Whats up with the shit
Whats up whats up
Whats up with the shit, Whats up with the shit, Whats up with the shit
Whats up whats up
Whats up with the shit, Whats up with the shit, Whats up with the shit
Whats up whats up
Whats up with the shit, Whats up with the shit, Whats up with the shit
Check
Niggas always talk slick, but I got to stay calm
See I'm trying to change ways, so I be smoking on strong
Got big gas I call it Kong, I be in a booth with a raw
These niggas don't want war, this not no lullaby song
See Santana on a mic, yeah a nigga taking flight
I be always thinking that it's night
But 2018 is mine, 2019 is too
Same thing with the crew
Racking, racking up the numbers
This is what we 'posed to do
My attitude is like BB, Bill Belichick that's a pat
Only thing that matters is a ring
We just trying to go back to back
Congratulate myself pat my back
Black Russian presidential pack
Couple hundreds in the back pack, legal money and its all from rap
Darkskin just like a villain, so you know a young nigga chilling
Yo Sleazy you know I kill it
I'm homicidal for this culture nigga
I hate these fucking culture vulture niggas
I'll spin you 'till you fucking silly nigga
I feel like Nipsey I'm a spitta nigga
I be facing crackers 'till I'm silly nigga
Whats up, whats up
Whats up with the shit, Whats up with the shit, Whats up with the shit
Whats up whats up
Whats up with the shit, Whats up with the shit, Whats up with the shit
Whats up whats up
Whats up with the shit, Whats up with the shit, Whats up with the shit
Whats up whats up
Whats up with the shit, Whats up with the shit, Whats up with the shit
Uh
See I been floating in this water since I barely could swim
I tried to learn the breaststroke, backstroke in a day
Lone star up in the sky looking down from above
Be smoking on this Mary Jane so I'm as silent as fuck
Yeah I'm all up in the cut rolling doobies up never gave a fuck
(Hold up wait)
This is why I roll this is why I toke damn there every day
This is why I rhyme (Rhyme)
This is why I'm fly (Fly)
This is why I'm high (High)
But check the damn vibe
I rather hustle than to have a job
Couple ounce, mason jars
Two twenty for the onion dog, point fives go for ten up north
I remember selling tickets in the snow, just so I can go promote a show
Half a zippy bring it for the show, bring it just 'cause it adds the flow
I be off the oxy feeling kind of cocky
My rise in this game like Kawasaki
Niggas full of envy so they trying to pop me
They just mad cause the devil cant even stop me
Niggas biting off my work, but they still cant copy
Nothing better than original, word to Gotti
Every flow seem the same, but I'm riding narley
Peter piper with the mic, I might rock the party
Little bitch
Whats up
Whats up with the shit, Whats up with the shit, Whats up with the shit
Whats up whats up
Whats up with the shit, Whats up with the shit, Whats up with the shit
Whats up whats up
Whats up with the shit, Whats up with the shit, Whats up with the shit
Whats up whats up
Whats up with the shit, Whats up with the shit, Whats up with the shit
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12. |
Reborn (Outro)
02:06
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I went from rapping on stages, to shows near MIA (Wassup)
To meeting legends, and rapping outside the USA
To coming home and losing sight of what I always had (Yeah)
Now I'm reborn and there's nothing to do to stop this man
What'ts up
To whom it may concern (Whats up)
I placed my body on reserve
And like a gem my soul was in an urn (Woo)
I burned (Woo)
And straight from the fire evolved a phoenix (Uh huh)
Now when I look in the mirror I need no Windex
It seems if the streaks have ceased, just like The Undertaker (Undertaker)
Undertaking depression, and how my patience wavered (Yeah yeah)
Becoming smarter with money, so I can stack this paper (Stack this money)
Cutting dead weight out my hair similar to a taper
I started popping (Woo)
Then developed some hater
And started rolling deep (Hella deep)
So I can travel safer
Cause capping niggas be talking and flapping like the players (Niggas cap)
These niggas cap so much (Real talk)
The knee don't make no statement
I crunch numbers in crunch time I thrive in pressure (Yeah)
I be so cool Mr. Frosty tell you I make him shiver (Shiver)
I surf on all of my flows as if I'm draped in silver (Yeah I'm flossing)
Finding my place in this world
Without being a pilgrim
Without being a vulture (Vulture)
Without thrashing my culture (My culture)
Without selling my soul (My soul)
All while I do new flows (New flows)
And cram my bran in the studio, whether day or night (Night)
Seeing my destiny within my reach and yeah its bright (Yeah its bright)
I went from rapping on stages to shows near MIA (Wassup)
To meeting legends, and rapping outside the USA (Wassup)
To coming home and losing sight of what I always had (Yeah)
Now I'm reborn and there's nothing to do to stop this man
See I be cooling in the back (Back)
Cooling with sack
If you need a couple grams
Hit the nine one seven jack
Jack Herrer up in my pack
Packing doobies in a bag
Only time I'm stepping out, is if I'm out to get a bag
Yeah the music is rad, I'll be back in a tad
(Hold up) (Yeah yeah)
Matter fact re run that
Yeah the music is rad, I'll be back in a tad
Smoke Sum
The Rebirth
The Rebirth
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