Produced by The Undefeated
Directed by Austin Cantu
Edited/colored by Third Child Studios

Lyrics:

Ooowee

Espresso shot 2 eggs and turkey bacon
Morning head my bitch in the bed she said my desert is waiting
I knew how far I’d take it with determination
Any problem I face it I don’t leave it to interpretation
Gym routines
Shakes with the whey protein
I changed my whole scene I was youngin serving dope fiends
Do my daily affirmations
Morning meditation
She on a Californication
In my foreign waiting
My watch as rocky as appellations
You played yourself betting against me homie congratulations
No hesitation cut off game forever like an amputation
Test my patience draw that hammer like it’s animation
Casa Azul or 42 we running thru them chasers
Born a player me and ya bitch getting dinner later
Ever since a minor I knew I would do it major
My ambition burning brighter than incinerators

Ooowee

Huh yeah

Well, all right.

You never know who you’re talking to, right?

Demrick young

Ooowee

I mean, the damnedest things happen, you know?

That’s the nigga you gotta talk to now.

I live amongst the Dapper dan with the upper hand
Try to do me dirty, you heard me, I spend 100 grand
Turn your neighborhood into Vietnam, Afghanistan
Pat pockets long as it make a profit stick to the plan
Starting from trumble been humble my beginnings
I lost it like my religion Xzibit I’m back to business
Mailbox money, calculate money by minute
Take shit from me, I hunt you down, easily found
Fuck a critic.
They never broke up a half a P
And had a clientele to flip that to a quarter key
Then I reuped with Snoop Dogg and Master P
Selling ghetto D deeply rooted like a family tree
I’m sick of hearing shit niggas won’t say in front of me
You want to see me come find me I’m in the gunners seat
Agony defeat, eliminate the weak,
Rrotect your flesh and blood, and try to find some peace.

Ooowee