Remixed by Garrett Atterberry https://soundcloud.com/garrettatterbery

Kingpin (Garrett Atterberry Remix)

GOLF, TRY IT

CLOUT (Don't Keep It)

Flowbama - STIMULUS PACKAGE FREESTYLE

UNDERSTAND IT (Feat. Flowbama)

MONTEZUMA

You on the clock
Don't even know when to stop
Overtime aint in your thought
You an extra, im in the plot
Im the puppeteer you the prop
Try to opt out and im calling the ops
Cry nonstop on the bops
Tell me about it
TELL ME ABOUT it
Never seen you making the audits
Nobody applauds it
You have no attention allotted
You ain't the star of the show
Presently not one of the pros
Apply yourself right cause you
Never seen an error message in your life

lifelifelifelife

Fast car in the Distance
GTA, I got Missions
Beat you into Submission

I never scrapped in the streets
But you still on my radar
Ima jab like a 5th grader
Sticky keys, yo taskbar

Ima preach to the choir
Joel Osteen, wired
Lost me, you a liar
You some meat, expired
Ima make you retire

Jaguar, rip em up, not Sega
Throw it back, i am the alpha omega
Except when im breating, eating, dreaming
Competing for my brethren's vision

3am I'm tired
But I keep trying for the fans
My right hand man is next to me
Only one I truly understand

2pm, I'm a liar
But I keep writing for the fans
That will be here someday
But first gotta 'ive prove I'm the man

Why are you telling me that i cant make it because you never could?
Shoved in a locker, you shovin instead cuz you believe it's good?
Not a screw in your toolbox, locked out, you cannot test me
I can see it in your eyes, you are the fruit of the poisonous tree

Stop

Lets talk bout it later
I dont play Charades
I am not your waiter

I am not your friend
I'm not your entertainer
I am who I want to be
Focused on my lane, im a laser

You on the clock
Dont even know when to stop
Overtime aint in your thoughts
You an extra, im in the plot
Im the puppeteer you the prop
Try to opt out and im calling the ops

Never seen you making the audits
Nobody applauds it
You have no attention alloted
You ain't the star of the show
Presently not one of the pros
Apply yourself right cause you
Never seen an error message in your life

ERROR MSG!

KEY TO THE COVE!

TRUCES

VERSE 1
Young California 
humble kiddo
Weirdo to many masses
Classes Aced, always primero 
Tired but kept pace for the vision 
Then 5am naps when he passed it
I can't make an omission 
Let me tell you something

Weeks inside the ministry he resided
The consequences wide so he lept for flight in attempt to fight it
I saw his wings as he observed the horizons
Pride in my heart, future Cali was a sight to admire.

He saw my downfalls and the fight I was losing
I saw his struggle and the painful confusion
The loss was mutual, crises were in the culture
They pulled the trigger our roots tossed and lulled into torture
Mind massacre

But we saw the light at the end
We made the jokes about our fates
And it kept us on remission
Lunch trays push asides
Were the tithes 
To the commune
That suicide wasn't wise 
Dark times bring brighter options

CHORUS
Mr. Cali took the talent and wrote it into a better chapter
Pastures greener rose-colored glasses were the biggest leader
I don't blame him, id do the same, but one exception

Separation from roots creates the syndicate
Next 4 years gonna dictate the identity kept
Praying to God its a better catch

VERSE 2

Mature California 
seeking ambitions
top of his class
Finding colleges with prepaid tuition
This aint a disstrack
I'm just observing these things because our reality is crafted by the framing of pacts

Our families made fate with the bulk their actions
Cards played right with the monetary advancements
I'm happy that it's like that but saddened it's a blinder of fact 

I remember the sessions 
The vanity lifting, the cart drifts, the intimate confessions
The listening parties of music I mixed with your headset
The shooting hoops next to where you stayed during bedrest

Cuyahoga drives listening to Clairo conversing on passion
Bragging about the shallowness of high school chicks in the past tense
Laughing in the limo to celebrate the bond before packing
Aspirations of the work you'd do in all your classes

CHORUS

Mr. Cali took the talent and wrote it into a better chapter
Pastures greener rose-colored glasses were the biggest leader
I don't blame him, I'd do the same, but one exception

Separation from roots creates the syndicate
Next 4 years gonna dictate the identity kept
Praying to God its a better catch

VERSE 3
Mr. California 

I met you under snowy conditions
A man with a new objective 
I met under your permission
Told me about all the drama
You professed all your suspicions

It was a bittersweet talking 
Under tikka masala 
It was clear you had something to solve
within yourself

I booked the ticket to delve into the life
Understand it under lenses you've felt

It's been a year and some change 
Ever since then, status quo into silence
I respect it, empathy was observed as the opt-in
But it's a copout to your roots, the friends and the trying

Now it's a test of time for if you decry it
Knotted up and I hope you untie it
We love you; I just hope that you decide soon, the times right

Mr California

Parody of Lil Mabu's 'NO SNITCHING'. Enjoy and merry Christmas you filthy animals!!!

Written by Ethan Harrer.
Produced by Garrett Atterberry
Engineering Help by Derek Shanklin.

NO GRINCHING (Lil Mabu Christmas Parody)

Just a funny fellow. At least that's what my mom tells me.

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