[Intro: Xzibit]
(Where did you go?)
Uh-huh
(Where did you go?)
Where does s*it go?

[Verse 1: Xzibit]
Tell me ain’t no mountain high enough
Fire trucks, you know what happens when them writes touch (Boom)
Made a gang of noise with these quiet bucks
I’m moving silence, you gotta keep a pair of quiet chucks
Spend one hell of a ride, pray for plenty more

Have you talking to a ghost like you Demi Moore
Celebrating my losses, let the Henny pour
Friendly wars, fu*k you and your thoughts, that’s what this penny for
You came from nothing, you appreciate everything
I know that pain, only family you got is your gang
Praying for your day in the sun, but it never came
Don’t let them kill your dreams like Martin at the Lorraine
I’m so insightful, pick up the rifle
American idols, eye for an idol
You better get Geico or die slow
Cut to the chase, we all got music to face
Xzibit back at the dinner table, sitting 48
But this what I know, (??) with high hoes
Come look into my skull
These days everything a n!gga touch go pyro
Different planes, different name, different game
If you think flying private makes you rich, we all on different planes
Dre showed us what happens Aftermath
Invest in yourself, that’s how you get to the bag
Every bit of Bitcoin was built to take your last
Why fu*k with the Metaverse? You can never touch the cash
They say the wealthiest businessman becomes suicidal
Give a fu*k, n!gga we up, they can suck my Eiffel
Deals with the devil, what would you do for a title?
It’s all bulls*it my people, American idols

[Verse 2: Symba]
Papa was a rolling stone
Mama raised me on her own, she ain’t do no wrong
All my idols dead and they ain’t coming home
I just wish I wouldn’t have glorified, s*it, I shouldn’t have known
Drug deals, robberies and pimping hoes
But I can’t blame myself for being programmed and pigeonholed
It’s rare when n!ggas get it right and crack the code
Especially from the stove, that’s why most of us look up to Hov
I come from the worst when n!ggas hate you at your best
Cause people feel like it’s a certain amount of seats to success
I’m dying for respect, I’m not living with no regrets
Cause people who got regrets be downplaying your check
We ain’t getting rich enough to go live on a island
People think he courted, ’cause he ain’t kill nobody
Kyrie don’t need 20 mill and still ain’t take no credit (Damn)
Kanye dropped some Jews and now he too anti-semitic
Message to my n!ggas in the streets who out here killing
These crackers want you dead so they can traumatize your children
They make us kill our own through circumstances we was given
You only killed my idol cause we had you in your feelings

[Outro]
Breaking news out of Southern California
Eric R Holder Jr. was sentenced to 60 years to life in
Prison for the murder of Nipsey Hussle back in 2019
Holder was also convicted of two counts of attempted voluntary manslaughter
And the death of the famous rapper