[Intro - one, two, three and YB [Verse 1 - Ya down, time to make my block proud California on twenty hour watch now It's finna take over baby, hot Yeah the young Konvict got the rock now I hear the rumors saying that I popped now Like they never heard a hood nigga a hot style I got the to birds, and the block now Old want to holler at me because I'm hot now I got a new bitch in my drop now on the radio, album about to drop now Music lives in California, proof Ya Boy, the Roc, Konvict, it do? I been had these other niggas getting to Take your girl home, and her earn all them Jimmy Choos I you like heat, it's hot in the kitchen boo Do you have Am I getting through? [Chorus - Hey, I know you heard we got the now Konvict supplying around the clock now Getting money and we forced to put the down Glock down, Glock And we expanded all the now And I can get accustomed to lifestyle No more spending all my cash trying to trial It's on lock victory is all mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine Because is all mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine [Verse 2 - Ya Another watch, another chain, another copped Time to wake these niggas up like clocks I see hating so we got to keep the arms cocked I'm the reason CA on storm about to get ugly, no Whoopi Gold Superstar, in the kitchen whipping O's Toss it to my youngins, call me you get it gone Fuck a rap nigga, we to get it on I'm for California from the top down at Ya Boy, I got it locked down I tried to tell them this forever a diamond I'm so hot, I can change the climate [Verse 3 - And as the days by like a G7 And all my on the corner of 7-Eleven Pour on the ground and we'll start repping For all the homies laying down, up in heaven And I you watching down And proud of how we just locked it No letting nothing stop the cash or get up In the streets, how we brought up 4 - Ya Boy] I'm the city where the fiends shoot up and spark the ammo, it's time to shoot up the charts Game cold baby, you need a scarf Rockstar, but I'm riding Noah's ark Louis shades, Dolce and cloth Your know I stay fly like Santa Claus On the road a trunk full of Asher Roth We gone pop Rosay the package off I swear to God I went and got the Bay y'all But I couldn't do it L.A. backing dog Niggas say they gone get me, I it off Because know I keep shooters like basketball Lock it down, Kon throw away the key Real nigga, deal ain't changing me It took a while, but we still got A to Z I put in work, nigga you got to say to me?