Far Alone (feat. Jay Ant)

Yeah, blue jeans, Air ones and a white tee

'06 hangin' out the window like, yee

Hyphy on one, off a bottle might be, my tree

Smokin' Agent Orange, Hi-C

Back when me and Marty was recordin' at my Mom's

Most of y'all were chasin' around bops

Always in the lab, only hoping that my job

Never would be based around mops now I'm on

Yeah, she know; love me cause my ego

Girls and the drugs always follow us where we go

Ay, where the Bay at!?

Shouts out to Jay Ant

Lookin' for the party girls, let me know where they at

Skinny rich girls always askin' where the yay at

Throw a house party like cool, where you stay at?

Turn upside down, let her twerk on the wall

Took her to the bathroom and did work in the stall

They used to tell me I couldn't go too far alone

They used to always say I couldn't go too far alone

But now I'm here bitch!

(G-Eazy, let E-Feezy tell his story!)

It ain't funny what I've been through

Your enemy can be some kin to you

I started off hella broke

Hung around people that's older than me, took notes

Momma worked three jobs on the weekends

Used to help her wash the walls at Mare island

In Vallejo naval houses

Havin' a roof over my head was my allowance

The oldest of folk, young adults

Surrounded by grief, big dreams and hope

They hated and they doubted

How did you take it? Took it with a grain of salt

I wanted it badly, they couldn't stop me, Indy

Erry label wanted to sign me

Grew up on Short and Freddie B

(Who else?) Magic Mike and Calvin T

They used to tell me I couldn't go too far alone

They used to always say I couldn't go too far alone

But now I'm here bitch!

From the BART train to a tour bus

Still the same game except I'm pulling more sluts

More butts, more bucks, never giving more fucks

Did it my way, I'm never taking short cuts

Raised in that town like fool, who put you upon?

Huh, E-40, Mac Dre is who I grew up on

I'm just selling game got you if you need a coupon

You can check my resume, see every beat I threw up on

Smoking on grapes, rollin up swishers, no papes

Back of the Ghost, closed drapes

I'm a boss tycoon

Girls in the crowd all swoon

Super high, I'm off to the moon

And I vanished with your girl then I took her to my room

She wants me to slay ooh-kay, that means doom

Boom, and it's to be expected

Knew this would happen as soon as she texted

They used to tell me I couldn't go too far alone

They used to always say I couldn't go too far alone

But now I'm here bitch!