I always wondered what it would be like to dream,
cause everytime i wake up they always vanish from me.
then i get hit in the dome with reality,
so i take a couple hits to the dome, wit all the trees.
and then i throw gram of da wax on top of dat,
it's 3 pm, yo and im ready for a nap.
but i gotta keep goin, n get ready for work
cause i got this 9 to 5 wit a boss who drives me beserk.
But it't okay, i aint goin be there for long
i picture myself on a beach wit girlies singin songs.
Hittin on da bong, it's what we do we da coolest
Me and my krew we flow smooth like some fluids,
thought you knew it. but if you didnt it's alright,
you should learn from yo girl when you tuckin' her in at night
cause durin' the day she goin be slappin' the tape,
and she be blowin up mah phone but i aint tryna play
"Maximo why you always in that fast lane?
gettin brain from anybody comin yo way,
i mean i know your smart guy, call you TJ"
so im tejuana mexico chillin up in the bay
reppin the flip, but im el Mejicano
it's the best of both worlds like i fuckin hit the lotto
dats the motto, if you feel it come nd follow,
tweet tweet nd goodbye, hashtag you so fly,
favoritin' all of my lyrics like i could be kanye in '09
feelin' so devine everytime i close my eyes..


Keep it real wit a nigga if you wanna stay,
to many fake niggas comin' thru my way,
you aint wit krew then you better hit the highway,
feelin' mighty fine on this muthafuckin friday.


it;s like a, dream come true, dream on blue
just add a little purple and yo lungs get bruised.
From all this weed that we hittin, and all this brew that we sippin,
and all these raps that we spittin, and all these wraps that we splittin,
but all these snake ya get bitten, and all these pussies is kittens,
its like ohh damn this is so finger lickin, im feelin like scotty pippen,
im moving forward taking small steps, but im on point so ya better guard ya damn neck.
Im talkin basketball, yall dont really know i ball, real g's move in silence
the rest will surely fall. The rest will surely fall.
What's the difference between me and you? Well lemme see, When you fall down you stay down
wit an attitude.
But i get back up and walk like im the baddest dude.
Im stayin hungry never thirsty cookin all the food,
for me and the homies, the tops lookin lonely,
I wanna take all of salinas on my back
but if only.
We would you unite, spark up the skies and light up the night
All of these stoners, and yet you niggas wanna fight, over some colors.
Dont you niggas wonder, if we would just come together soundin like some thunder,
we could strike down the government and everything they stand for,
they the biggest gangstas runnin' in this damn war.
But we so ignorant and no one gives a shit,
bout my city man 831 represent.
I know a hand full of people that really give a fuck,
if this salad bowl makes it the peoples lunch.


Keep it real wit a nigga if you wanna stay,
to many fake niggas comin' thru my way,
you aint wit krew then you better hit the highway,
feelin' mighty fine on this muthafuckin friday.



We in the jungle dudes,
sippin' on this jungle juice
fightin' for survival with the rivals that'll never lose.
Always connivin' drunk drivin' off the gin and booze
but im just tryna spark fly away like devin dude
i aint got no time for irrelevant shit, you a hell of a bitch,
darker than malevolent is.
Niggas be wantin to test a playa playas intelligence.
When they be livin' off the streets and they dont make any sense.
but trust me, if you just listen.
Like really listen
to the beat of the body bumpin away on a mission
to put all these bad vibes in a chokehold submission
gotta a homie wishin to be in position
to do some great thangs in this life
picture me with hella kids and a hell of a wife.
But until the day the reaper comes to stifle me
I'll always give em fire let it burn until it's third degree.
Ill rise above the rest and tower over like an Eiffel G.
I'll tower over like an Eiffel G.
We ghetto livin' in the 831, what up son.
Shout out to my city, lookin real pretty. Thankyu


Keep it real wit a nigga if you wanna stay,
to many fake niggas comin' thru my way,
you aint wit krew then you better hit the highway,
feelin' mighty fine on this muthafuckin friday.