If you ain't a real n*gga get the f*ck away from me, in other words go long (b*tch n*gga go long) Cause you don't want me to put my, I said you don't want me to put my slap hand on your throne
b*tch n*gga go long, get gone
If you ain't a real n*gga go long
Look I'm forever the flyest, my revenue rise
My hustle prescribed, don't take no consignment
My rival is sex, got a selection of kicks and it's not your day if I'm selecting your b*tch
I got a watch on my wrist, it's made by the Swiss, worn by the rich
Got that sh*t you can sniff
Got not time to play grounds, way too much of a mess
I'm talking dollars and cents, making dollars and cents
I made an honest attempt, take my dollars and split
Amongst a politic crips, I'm talking violence and sh*t
Without no sign it exists
I made my mind, this is it
I weighed the risk and the reward and put the grind to this sh*t
And now the money, the power, I'm entitled to this
And all the hating and debating, that's the cowardice sh*t
Claiming frog, you ain't believe til I rock this sh*t
So hate n*ggas go long, you can die where you sit, uh
Who your OG is cause? His name DJ Screw
Nowadays that's my n*gga DJ Errick, if it ain't him I see like, "DJ who?" And I got a b*tch looking so fast, every time I do it people be mad, they want a replay fool
I ain't even in the bill, still raise your hand
Cannon I still free up the freeway who
Yeah I'm f*ckin with my n*gga Nipsey, we f*cked up way past a little tipsy
God damnit that's the second goddamn pen to this week I'm waiting on triple a to come and get me
Get bent on a daily basis
So let's time it woop
And if am I'm rolling with the fifty
Ain't talking bout a pistol either b*tch, millimeters b*tch
And if you ain't behind it then you don't wanna see this sh*t
Put your glasses on
Yeah, officer I had it but I passed it on
I'm in and out the airport, no cashing for
White b*tch, big tits, no ass at all, just a bag to roll
I gotta keep it on the low
If a b*tch n*gga see it he gon raise up his hands and tell it
But all the real n*ggas see it, then they ain't seen sh*t
Bet I can check a hundred thousand by breakfast
It's the same old dublin, still the same hustling
Still going up, I ain't never going down
I do this rap sh*t just to rep for my town
Got a crib out in Cali and the hill blowing pound
Minding my business, me and my b*tches, roll so low whenever I go get it
It be your best friend tell you pant smith put money in his pocket and still turn witness
My surface smile, I don't f*ck with y'all
You say you went a trial, I heard you told it all
Asking me for work, b*tch n*gga hell no
You fire k one I don seen your file
You n*ggas fake, you n*ggas snakes
When you see my face don't touch your brakes
I ain't tryin to end up in that place
Get the f*ck on, go long, that'a way