[Intro: Huey Briss]
Yeah, uh, uh, uh
Light work still work
Gotta stay on it, uh, uh
Do this shit from the heart, man
[Chorus: Huey Briss]
It's on you, oh (Grace Park Legend)
It's on you, oh, oh
It's on you (Uh), oh
It's on you, oh, oh (This shit from the heart, yeah, yo)
[Verse 1: Huey Briss]
First one to the gym but the last to leave
Makin' sure it's only killer when I pass the weed
It's the same L whether you in last or lead
So you might as well live it, make your casket clean
I don't know about them but it's the cash for me
A nigga way too fly to have a average piece
I work way too hard to keep my mind at ease
To be hangin' 'round people not as solid as me
Take another shot of sake as I ride through the Ceach
In the back seat, showin' my new driver the streets
Tellin' bro war stories like I hired a shrink
Take me back to the crib where nobody can see
I'm a all-star, all the coaches rootin' for me
I ain't gotta be hard, niggas shootin' for me
Thank God every day for this musical reach
I got fans everywhere sayin' how much it mean, yeah, yeah
[Verse 2: G Perico]
First nigga from the block successful in different areas
Comin' back in hopes that my niggas level up
Yeah, it ain't smart to go against me
It's clear to see that I'm built different mentally
It's clear to see that I done figured somethin' out
All them nights they called me crazy, them finally panned out
I see a real nigga when I look up in the mirror
Every time I close my eyes, I see a big, big vision
Yeah, I'm a workaholic
I gotta die a legend, I'm a South Central prophet
I'm from where them niggas trip off them tats on your body
Young niggas yank triggers, bust MACs through your body
I mack on these hotties
Put him on the team, give me money, give me pussy, give me everything I need
Keep me ridin' 'Vettes, keep me ridin' Benz
Hope God keep blessin', protectin' me and my friends
[Chorus: G Perico]
It's on you, oh
It's on you, oh, oh
It's on you, oh
It's on you, oh, oh (Hope God keep blessin', protectin' me and my friends)
Yeah, uh, uh, uh
Light work still work
Gotta stay on it, uh, uh
Do this shit from the heart, man
[Chorus: Huey Briss]
It's on you, oh (Grace Park Legend)
It's on you, oh, oh
It's on you (Uh), oh
It's on you, oh, oh (This shit from the heart, yeah, yo)
[Verse 1: Huey Briss]
First one to the gym but the last to leave
Makin' sure it's only killer when I pass the weed
It's the same L whether you in last or lead
So you might as well live it, make your casket clean
I don't know about them but it's the cash for me
A nigga way too fly to have a average piece
I work way too hard to keep my mind at ease
To be hangin' 'round people not as solid as me
Take another shot of sake as I ride through the Ceach
In the back seat, showin' my new driver the streets
Tellin' bro war stories like I hired a shrink
Take me back to the crib where nobody can see
I'm a all-star, all the coaches rootin' for me
I ain't gotta be hard, niggas shootin' for me
Thank God every day for this musical reach
I got fans everywhere sayin' how much it mean, yeah, yeah
[Verse 2: G Perico]
First nigga from the block successful in different areas
Comin' back in hopes that my niggas level up
Yeah, it ain't smart to go against me
It's clear to see that I'm built different mentally
It's clear to see that I done figured somethin' out
All them nights they called me crazy, them finally panned out
I see a real nigga when I look up in the mirror
Every time I close my eyes, I see a big, big vision
Yeah, I'm a workaholic
I gotta die a legend, I'm a South Central prophet
I'm from where them niggas trip off them tats on your body
Young niggas yank triggers, bust MACs through your body
I mack on these hotties
Put him on the team, give me money, give me pussy, give me everything I need
Keep me ridin' 'Vettes, keep me ridin' Benz
Hope God keep blessin', protectin' me and my friends
[Chorus: G Perico]
It's on you, oh
It's on you, oh, oh
It's on you, oh
It's on you, oh, oh (Hope God keep blessin', protectin' me and my friends)
( Huey Briss, Nikobeats & G )
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