Pacific Coast Highway

Hey Larry man, we been doing this shit for a minute P
Realism in the motherfucking building bitch

Ok
Born in '86, so nigga I'm the shit
Thats why it hit different when I'm in my Raider fit
I never liked wifin' hoes, I never could commit
If I let you in my life then you should know just what it is
I'm married to the hustle like I'm married to the game
Like I'm married to the block, this forever with the gang
A1 Preme laces all through my shoes
When the dogs gon' bark, bet they all say "Woo"

This shit go so crazy
Off the top

Born in '91, crisp '96
Upgrade the Bezel, Cartier the wrist
I might do crustaceans, my new bitch Croatian
I might take her skating, I might give her babies
This a Harry Fraud, I got hella' cars
A Benz on the east coast, Beam in the garage
I am not signed, you wake up at nine
I wake up at six, and back on the grind

Good job Harry, you're doing good
Swear to God