Yeah, yeah, yeah, blue jeans, Air Ones and a white tee'06 hangin' out the window like, yeeHyphy on one, off a bottle might be, my treeSmokin Agent Orange, Hi-CBack when me and Marty was recordin' at my Mom'sMost of y'all were chasin' around bopsAlways in the lab, only hoping that my jobNever would be based around mops now I'm onYeah, she know; love me cause my egoGirls and the drugs always follow us where we goAy, where the bay at!?Shouts out to Jay AntLookin' for the party girls, let me know where they atSkinny rich girls always askin where the yay atThrow a house party like cool, where you stay at?Turn upside down, let her twerk on the wallTook her to the bathroom and did work in the stallThey used to tell me couldn't go too far alone (far alone)They used to always say I couldn't go too far alone (far alone)But now I'm here, bitchBut now I'm here, bitch(G-Eazy, let E-Feezy tell his story!)But now I'm here, bitchIt ain't funny what I've been throughYour enemy can be some kin to youI started off hella brokeHung around people that's older than me, took notesMomma worked three jobs on the weekendsUsed to help her wash the walls at Mare islandIn Vallejo naval housesHavin' a roof over my head was my allowanceThe oldest of four, young adultsSurrounded by grief, big dreams and hopeThey hated and they doubtedHow did you take it? Took it with a grain of saltI wanted it badly, they couldn't stop me, IndieErry label wanted to sign meGrew up on Short and Freddie B(Who else?) Magic Mike and Calvin TThey used to tell me I couldn't go too far alone (far alone)They used to always say I couldn't go too far alone (far alone)But now I'm here, bitchBut now I'm here, bitch(Yeah)But now I'm here, bitchFrom the BART train to a tour busStill the same game except I'm pulling more slutsMore butts, more bucks, never giving more fucksDid it my way, I'm never taking short cutsRaised in that town like fool, who put you upon?Huh, E-40, Mac Dre is who I grew up onI'm just selling game got you if you need a couponYou can check my resume, see every beat I threw up onSmoking on grapes, rollin up swishers, no papesBack of the Ghost, closed drapesI'm a boss tycoonGirls in the crowd all swoonSuper high, I'm off to the moonAnd I vanished with your girl then I took her to my roomShe wants me to slay okay, that means doomBoom, and it's to be expectedKnew this would happen as soon as she textedThey used to tell me I couldn't go too far alone (far alone)They used to always say I couldn't go too far alone (far alone)But now I'm here, bitchBut now I'm here, bitch(But now I'm here, bitch)(But now I'm here, bitch)(But now I'm here, bitch)No you'll never gonna make this farNo you'll never gonna make this far