Freestyle - YG

Real nigga, self made, that’s straight up

I don’t walk in the door 'til them niggas pay up

Niggas start trippin'

We bust, they duck, they run, they stuck, they homie hit, they fucked

Nigga, that’s how it go in the hood

Mike see the hood, hit up on the store in the hood

You can catch me on the 8 or on the 4 in the hood

On the bike runnin' from the popos in the hood

Went months without cable 'cause my momma wasn’t able

Now I’m stacking paper, tryna sign the homies to the label

Niggas stay hatin' and I stay bangin'

I never gave a fuck or caught fades in my braces

The game is so basic

You probably think it’s complicated

'Cause most of these niggas mindsets is discombobulated

My bad, sorry for the big ass words

Flyin' on jets that look like big ass birds

I fuck with gangsters, strippers, rich ass nerds

Nigga, this that herb

Let me hit that purp

That bitch you wit', I hit that first

I heard your girl from the flip, yeah that bitch got burnt

Half of these niggas lyin' 'bout all the niggas they murked

I’m a G 'til I’m buried six feet under the dirt

Yeah, my momma all sad that I’m never at home

And my daddy all happy that I’m finally on

Pushaz Ink, all I know is Pushaz Ink to the dome

I got shooters, them niggas only think with the chrome

I’ll sneak in your home

Yup, I used to be a flock boy

I grew up breaking the rules 'cause I was listenin' to Hot Boys, bitch