Politic'n

I can't eat! I'm broke, nigga! I'm broke

And you got the power to change that, Kev. Nobody else

Lately, I've been on bullshit. Riding through the city and I'm fully strapped

Ayy, if he tripping, we gon' smoke him in a Zooted pack

I'm politic'n with people that got a screw loose. Gangbangers, caine slangers

You know the usual. Ayy, who is you

Mr. Mystery Man, you ain't no certified stepper. You can't get in the clan

A.R's and Glock 30s in this family van

So if we want a nigga missing, you won't see him again

Ayy, what's the deal? We off the yak and the gas

Got the homies tripping about shit that occurred in the past

He got a grudge. Wanna put a goofy in the mud

Hit a nigga up and the skrrrt

Ayy, but around these parts, we put in our own work

I'll be your getaway, but you gotta bounce out and squirt

Ten toes on the turf. I've been at it since birth

And if a sucka cross me, mandatory to do him worse

I ain't shooting back, cause nigga, I shoot first

And if the blops pull me over, she gon' put it in purse

I spin the block one time, tryna put him in dirt

And if I miss, you know the motto put the whip in reverse, nigga

I'm politicking with the homies. It ain't no squares in my circle

Playing macho, man, they might murk you

Kill game, he's a Erkle

Tryna ride the wave like a surfer. We been outside, you had curfew

I'm politicking with the homies

Ayy, ayy, nigga, where you from, cuhz

I'm politicking with the homies

Ayy, fool, what's up, dawg

Ayy, I'm politicking with the homies

Knock it off. I don't condone sucka shit not at all

Ayy, free play, watch my money go long

I do it for fun and get a check with every song

Hello, my name 40, by the way, I'm the one

The West Coast been mine, homie, these my sons

Now watch me double up on the bet, it ain't non

Mmm, I'm just a youngin' really tryna have fun

Where the love at? But where the drugs at

All the homie want is to really get his get back