[Chorus: Asaiah Ziv]
Either you smoke or you drink
Got shit on my mind
Why don't you take a seat
Lets go get high
Jump in my ride
Chill for the night
Stay for the night
On my way to LA, LA, LA, LA
On my way to LA, LA, LA, LA
[Verse 1: Asaiah Ziv]
Pass that shit, better pass that shit
Hope I don't crash my whip
[?]
Why would you wanna live forever?
Probably why I come through often
Probably why these lame boys hot and
I could probably move these mountains
This that shit that move them clouds
Come through, something like an ounce
Hotbox, pull the windows down
I be in the back blowing loud
As far as I know these new dudes don't fuck with me
I'm not here to make friends
I already got some good company
Late night, I be in my thoughts in the late night
She just wanna drink in the late night
They be poppin' pills in the late night
Why they always actin' like they care 'bout me
Need to get away in the meantime
I just need a little bit of me time
Everything is wrong when they see right
[Chorus: Asaiah Ziv]
Either you smoke or you drink
Got shit on my mind
Why don't you take a seat
Lets go get high
Jump in my ride
Chill for the night
Stay for the night
On my way to LA, LA, LA, LA
On my way to LA, LA, LA, LA
[Verse 2: Arty Basqiyah]
Said I lost my soul 100 times
[?] came showed me lies
Make your way to california
Make your way to california
Said I lost my soul 100 times
[?] came showed me lies
Make your way to california
So I'll make my way to california
So I, gotta get back
Tell me how they telorate that
Been sleeping on the giant in the eye of the storm, you be dancing with a smile on your face
Thinking, how you do that?
And you got a bag
Born of his own skin tone
[?]
As far as I know these new dudes really don't fuck with me
But I got so these hoes they really can't fuck with me
On the late night
Day time, anytime, I'm like
[?], nigga yeah 'bout time
Play with your homie like the boombox
Booyah
I need palm trees
Beaches, Honies
Walk down the street
[?]
I miss family
Mommy, daddy
On my way back if that check looks dandy
[Outro: Asaiah Ziv]
They say that life is what you make it
So I'm making classics
The future is brighter than gold
You keep on praying for days you don't need
When the richest possession is right in your soul
I got 2 miles on this road
I asked you questions and you led me there on my own
Why would you bring me alone
You say I think too much, thoughts are too hard to control
I see the stars where I live
I can see mars where I live
This ain't a home
Promise to God that I give
Promise to God that I give
Give you my soul
[?]
This shit get romantic
I'll probably pull out like [?]
[?]
This is the shit that they wanted
The shit that they asked [?]
I got like hundred band
Hundred band
Hundred band
Hundred band
I got like Hun-
OMW2LA was written by Arty Basqiyah & Asaiah Ziv.
OMW2LA was produced by Asaiah Ziv.
Asaiah Ziv released OMW2LA on Sun Oct 08 2017.