5PM In Calabasas

Lyrics

[Verse 1: F. Mills] 5PM in Calabasas Seen the exit only few dollars on me passed it Gotta keep it true cuz you probably would've gassed it On a tour bus, but coordinated by a Captain An Army soldier Shit I was there cuz we was cappin' Working on my skills case a sucker wanna jack me Perfect time in Malibu But merely fallible, case in action Trek general, but that's scratching upon a faction The music just a fraction Myriad of dreams You inferior it seems And from the looks of these things Mean I'm expert Shit I'm superior with the beam Leave they chest hurt Higher, but bullets they reign supreme I got a few years left in me They step to me My enemies are just prep to me They reps to me Not really who they are You can send ya best to me Can't wait to see just how the press do me And crucify the men next to me Cuz all I'm tryna do is reach my destiny And all these dudes mad cuz they ex wit me They stay acting bad and wanna flex with me Ha ha ha ha ha It's like a jungle sometimes They get to fumbling they rhymes And start to mumble Look at all just what it come to Crew tighter than bundles You slighted, my prides humble Far from a Bey hive But down to bumble I made it out West See the coast clear A few ladies where I rest now I post here Shit, I'm just thinking later for the past They all ghost here I'm focused, laser on they ass It still ain't yo year Ride bench, it's my time You just choke here Still got the (Trek) Gang in the rear So don't go there I just do this shit with no fear Cuz lil bro here Gotta show em Things ain't what appears And the pros here Bridge: [F. Mills] Cuz its way too many cons It's way too many cowards toting guns There's ways to have fun Without dabbling in violence in the sun I'll apply this to my son When he's born Want him to grow up and rise up in my form To be truthful man I'm tired of this storm The crying in my city keep it with me cuz it's far from the norm I wanna see my star get born Yeah and Make ya (3xs) Dance to this Make ya, I'll make ya dance to this Outro: [F. Mills] Check it Peace to the North, but fuck moving to Canada Dude get get up in office Then you'll witness our stamina See we'll keep grooving The proofs in how we handle it Break down the hate See it's smooth how we dismantle it See I'm cruising You lose cuz I'm the man for it This is the light that we choose Our fucking candles lit