Lyrics
And, yeah, man, sometimes (GB on the beat)
And sometimes you just know, y'nam sayin'?
We done came a long way, y'nam sayin'?
We ain't finna let shit stop us now
Finna keep this shit in motion, y'nam sayin'?
Man, young nigga just ridin' 'round, man, 2 a.m. in San Francisco, man
Y'nam sayin'? Man, I ain't on shit, man, niggas just out here tryna catch a vibe
Man, I'm just ventin' to myself, y'nam sayin'?
Yeah, on the gang, nigga
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Nigga, I'll never tell, that's the news job (nigga, never)
Baby, I ain't trickin' on you, that's your dude job (I ain't trickin')
You ain't providin' for the family, get a new job (get a new one)
Fuck me good, cook me dinner, get a boob job (get a boob job)
Heard they say that I'm a rapper, but I'm still actin' (still actin')
Still ain't made it out the hood, so I'm still trappin' (still trappin')
He don't even own a gun, nigga still lackin' (still lackin')
I keep callin' all these plays, bitch, I'm Phil Jackson (steady callin')
My lil' brother steady fiendin', tryna catch a body (fiendin')
I ain't make it to the room, I fucked her in the lobby (couldn't make it)
Niggas killed my older brother, still ain't, yeah
Niggas killed my older brother, still ain't talk to Cobby (still ain't talk to Cobby)
Did my lil' time and fell back on 'em (and fell back on 'em)
Stopped poppin' pills, now I'm back on 'em (now I'm back on 'em)
Cut them niggas off, now I'm back normal (now I'm back normal)
Got the strippers rushin' to us, we throw racks on 'em (throw racks)
Shout out Mitch, he kept it stitch when they was interrogatin' (shout out Mitch)
Can't show the hand that I was dealt, I had a pair of aces (can't show it)
Why you clutchin' on that pistol? Nigga scared to spray it (why you clutchin'?)
Get on my knees and pray to God, but I ain't scared of Satan
And e'rybody ain't for you, gotta peep the signs (gotta peep the signs)
Couldn't eat up off they plate, but want a piece of mine (want a piece of mine)
Nigga, I been out the way, I needed peace of mind (peace of mind)
You left your gun up at the crib, bitch, I ain't leavin' mine (bitch, I ain't leavin' mine)
I been countin' e'ry blessin' 'cause it could be today ('cause it could be today)
Jail visits from my mama, they was face to face (they was face to face)
When the Rovers hit the block, I had to hop the gate (I had to hop the gate)
I'm used to thuggin' frontline, I been out the way (frontline)
I told Jayanna if she need me, don't be scared to ask me (call me)
I had to leave them hos alone, I had a son with Ashley (son with Ashley)
Feds been lurkin', I been home, I can't let 'em grab me (let 'em grab me)
Cost my bitch a light ten to slap her on the ass cheeks (on the ass cheeks)
You ain't been through shit, boy, you silver spoon (you ain't been through it)
Better stop with all that trollin', we gon' get with you (we gon' get with you)
Real niggas ain't dead, I'm the livin' proof (the livin' proof)
A-hunnid-inch TVs in my livin' room (in my livin' room)
40 on my side, 'proach with precaution (bah, bah)
Rap about the pape' 'cause I get it often (I get it often)
When you in this game, you gotta take some losses (gotta take some losses)
I used to hang around the workers, now I'm with the bosses (I'm with the bosses)
Another baby on the way, I gotta move strategic (I gotta move strategic)
Niggas users and abusers, cuttin' off the leeches (cut 'em off)
I ain't pickin' up my phone, I'm too busy grievin' (I ain't pickin' up)
The ones you grew up with when young'll be the ones you beef with (be, on the gang)
I had love for some niggas that I'm funkin' with (I had love)
These lil' niggas, they don't even know what motion is (they don't know it)
Nigga, I ain't off track, I been focusin' (yeah, I been focusin')
You don't like that nigga, go and smoke him then, bitch