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Five One Two is the area code Twenty minutes to the studio I'm ready to go Coconut water by side, sipping' it slow, and of course I got the gas rolled up in a joint On the road, thinkin' bout my life at every red light The feria, gettin' that money, you're dead right The weights like nothing on my shoulder but plain white Tee with a lower case t on my chain like, Fresh Walkin' through the produce section Record a whole album in just one session Making dreams in the car, be it poppin' like carbination Harvesting the rain is part of the operation Not to mention that I cannot get lost anymore Many doors have been opened for this young animal And my load, and mentally I be headed for war Catch the ball, hand me the papers I'm selling my soul To my self, never let anyone else take control Leave me alone, this life was meant for me not for y'all Stay in your lane, cause ain't enough room in my car I got two car seats in the back, see who I do it for I ain't worried bout a damn thing Its return of the rapper but I ain't on shrink My lyrics on Fat Joe, its time to make rain They want me to X off, but I ain't no lame, cause you know I'm from the Five One Two is the area code Twenty minutes to the studio I'm ready to go Coconut water by side, sipping' it slow, and of course I got the gas rolled up in a joint On the road, thinkin' bout my life at every red light The feria, gettin' that money, you're dead right The weights like nothing on my shoulder but plain white Tee with a lower case t on my chain like, Fresh