Thugz Mansion Acoustic Freestyle lyrics

[Verse 1: Chubby Jag]
I've been dreaming a lot, clearly can taste the deal
I got the drive now, I learned how to face the wheel
Thought I could run from the fake and still erase the real
Bring me back to when n*ggas needed a place to chill
I mean place to live, I was that double house
Chefin' form, I finally found me a hustle out
Man I done been through it all holmes, I've been in debt
For stupid sh*t, I just wish I'd knew how to been the best
I've been a vet, I done slept with models that's been in jet
Yea I just wish them numbers I got would've been a check
But I don't regret sh*t, I know where I came from
Seen a lot of sh*t growing up and I ain't changed none
n*ggas a hate on your dreams and try to gas you
Jakes gon' turn their face the other way and try to pass you
L.A. n*gga, just don't let the streets attack you
The lifestyle, when n*ggas bang cause they have to
Everybody making a movie, but they just out of film
I moved some weight today, but I ain't come out of gym
I started styling like Marcus Allen, I'm balling out
I got it feeling like the 80's in the colosseum
I mean I like where I'm at, but I want a better spot
Too many cops around, block is forever hot
Yea I put half on weed and put the rest to rock
And went to work on them n*ggas, bumping the best of Pac
I never change no, got that from the homie Hov
I keep it hunnit', I be damn I play the phonie road
They shoulda' told me that the top will be a lonely road
Got me freezing from n*ggas, that did the homie cold
n*gga grew up on the block, knew I be good at trapping
In a million years, never think that I'd be good at rapping
Still on that journey, cause sh*t is not complete
Guess I'm a keep on killing, till sh*t is obsolete
Chubby