310 Interlude

(album: In The Meantime - 2015)

I'm from the 310
From the 310
Young nigga from the 310
Bitch nigga, from the 310

I been working hard, I been trying to make a milli quick
Focused on my drive, trying to sell it like a dealership
Fake niggas wait 'till you make it to tell you you killing shit
So if you ain't met my moms, fuck Rob, call me REASON, bitch
All y'all niggas been strangers
I don't know you from a hole in the wall
Don't come around talking 'bout I got bangers
Then claim I ain't wrote 'em all
Same day one niggas, they know my squad
I bet your bitch know us
All I know is prison in the winter, got the coldest bars
I'm a pimp nigga, don't believe in hoes pissed off
Show up with three hoes like a bowling ball
These hoes don't even know my songs
But they know I got a fat pipe, make a mack white
Put it down whenever hoes involved
Crack lines, these are zoning bars
Niggas claiming that I owe them bars
Bitch please, I been grinding trying to make my wrist freeze
I'm getting money, yeah hoe, swiss cheese
Wait, are you listening?
Money is cheese, you add hoes and it's swiss cheese
Confident, cocky nigga standing only at six feet
But the flow long, so tall it could clip wing, sheesh
I swear I'm the coldest nigga and wise like the oldest nigga
Just heating up, I'm a solar nigga
Coming up from the gutter, I'm the boldest nigga, get it?

Of course they don't
From the 310
Young nigga from the 310
Del Amo nigga from the 310
Young nigga from the 310
Young nigga from the 310
Tape in October, coming from the 310
REASON, nigga