This is a song about "Ballin on da lane"

Yea but, i live on the beach kids outside an they playin in da heat

Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep

Theres snakes up in the grass, but cass gon blast when da beef is on.

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

Live on the beach,sunny outside kids playin n da heat

Nigga fuck you cracker, i put you six feet

I run the summer, don't plan on sharing prize

Slobs on floor, now da crips on the rise

She got grove st. on replay

On the right lane, where the curb lay

Fast lane on that last gear,

I ain't hear you clear

I live on the beach yea its sunny outside kids playin in da heat

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

To all the frauds stop faking, relax

Life on a fast lane infinity laps