(feat. L.A.D)
[Verse 1: L.A.D]
People say live by the gun, and die by the gun
I say don't live by it, Get Killed by one
Differentiate fact from opinion
Earths ninety three million miles from the sun
Scientist on cannabis, active philanthropist
Crib in Beverly hills, Los Angeles
High but the coke cheap, Move on the slow creep
First class flights no longer a coach seat
Feds wanna rope me I'll escape hopefully
Retire on a island surrounded by potpourri
Stepping with a weapon, Man your faction [?]
Bless all the niggas who buy dope from me
[Chorus 1: L.A.D]
I shoot till the finish Ice Cold Guinness
Feeling like Old Dog and Caine in Menace
Squeeze at enemies till they diminish
Squeeze at enemies till they diminish
I shoot till the finish Ice Cold Guinness
Feeling like Old Dog and Caine in Menace
Squeeze at enemies till they diminish
Squeeze at enemies till they diminish
LA
