My Niggas
{Verse 1}
Goodness sake
Been finessing since my n***as Que and Dre
You a lame
Claim you shootin' but you N***as pumpin' fake
Pump ya brakes
Bitch I'm Shakespeare ho, a n***a Makin' plays
Makin' graves
Think you fresher, lil' n***a, make my day
Man these n***as don't know
Hopped up out them goodie two shoes from the go
Trade em in for black Timbs, Hated interactions
So I brought the posse just to let these n***as know
We ain't never been no hoes
Man, my whole life
I was always seen as the controlled type
So when people see me hanging out the window higher than a bitch
Then they know I'm selling souls for the low price
Speeding toward hell and the shit feels so nice
N***a that's all, we know
Getting high just to deal with these lows
Thinking old girl broke my heart
Till my n***a said "Fuck these hoes"
A.J. with the whip and we pulling up extra clean
Yelling Fuck 12 let 'em all rest in peace
Cuz we all might be Trayvons in a second getting reckless letting n***as get the best of me
{Verse 2}
Ever since I lost my mama cita I been living life in motha fuckin' overdrive
People say my n***as got me tripping acting different when we kick it I say sho ya right
This is the part of pops doesn't know
This is the part of me Pops would disown
Probably my posse dun turned me to clone
Gah Damn
Zae might Fuck around and make me pop a xan
Fake ID I don't know who I am
Shit I got my n***as so at least I can pretend
Riding with these n***as till the world ends
Me and my jeans are distressed
Inherited genes from the best
Keep em suppressed
With all this smoke heave to the chest
Only way I ain't depressed
N***a can you visualize got me switching lives, spinning lies
Sinning spending time searching never find
Never fine cuz I'm blunted all the fucking time
Living out the fantasies of broken minds
Better get a hold in time
Cuz they screamin "y'all better not come to my neighborhood with that music blasting
If I see a lil' thug n***a trynna get up outta place then I'm shooting at 'em" n***a oh
{Verse 3}
Hell yeah lemme take that hit
Cuz y'all was there for me when I ain't had shit
They turned me to a monster and I craved that shit
Cuz being on that timid shit just ain't as lit
I wanna hear em say it can't be
That same quiet n***a sitting by himself lost bossed with his n***as rolling harder than a stampede
Just to let em know they didn't understand me
You see these n***as got me doing shit I never would
Hollering at the hoes I only thought that all the other fellas could
All the things my daddy said ain't never good
I forget em with a double stuffed swisher or some berry 'woods
Damn sure beats all that awkward shit
Sitting wishing I could yell out for some damn attention feel like everyone is judging me or fucking sheep I need to leave I need reprieve I cannot take this frequency I'm peaking
Hold up Damn
I be sentimental when I'm lifted off the gas
We was bumping Future, we was living in the past
Singing praises to his latest album
Wishing this could be my life all the time I'm a phantom
In the room till my n***as hype me up though
I just need em for the freedom to be cut throat
So come along if you ever wanna bang too
Cuz if my n***as changed me, then they damn sure can change you
Goodness sake
Been finessing since my n***as Que and Dre
You a lame
Claim you shootin' but you N***as pumpin' fake
Pump ya brakes
Bitch I'm Shakespeare ho, a n***a Makin' plays
Makin' graves
Think you fresher, lil' n***a, make my day
Man these n***as don't know
Hopped up out them goodie two shoes from the go
Trade em in for black Timbs, Hated interactions
So I brought the posse just to let these n***as know
We ain't never been no hoes
Man, my whole life
I was always seen as the controlled type
So when people see me hanging out the window higher than a bitch
Then they know I'm selling souls for the low price
Speeding toward hell and the shit feels so nice
N***a that's all, we know
Getting high just to deal with these lows
Thinking old girl broke my heart
Till my n***a said "Fuck these hoes"
A.J. with the whip and we pulling up extra clean
Yelling Fuck 12 let 'em all rest in peace
Cuz we all might be Trayvons in a second getting reckless letting n***as get the best of me
{Verse 2}
Ever since I lost my mama cita I been living life in motha fuckin' overdrive
People say my n***as got me tripping acting different when we kick it I say sho ya right
This is the part of pops doesn't know
This is the part of me Pops would disown
Probably my posse dun turned me to clone
Gah Damn
Zae might Fuck around and make me pop a xan
Fake ID I don't know who I am
Shit I got my n***as so at least I can pretend
Riding with these n***as till the world ends
Me and my jeans are distressed
Inherited genes from the best
Keep em suppressed
With all this smoke heave to the chest
Only way I ain't depressed
N***a can you visualize got me switching lives, spinning lies
Sinning spending time searching never find
Never fine cuz I'm blunted all the fucking time
Living out the fantasies of broken minds
Better get a hold in time
Cuz they screamin "y'all better not come to my neighborhood with that music blasting
If I see a lil' thug n***a trynna get up outta place then I'm shooting at 'em" n***a oh
{Verse 3}
Hell yeah lemme take that hit
Cuz y'all was there for me when I ain't had shit
They turned me to a monster and I craved that shit
Cuz being on that timid shit just ain't as lit
I wanna hear em say it can't be
That same quiet n***a sitting by himself lost bossed with his n***as rolling harder than a stampede
Just to let em know they didn't understand me
You see these n***as got me doing shit I never would
Hollering at the hoes I only thought that all the other fellas could
All the things my daddy said ain't never good
I forget em with a double stuffed swisher or some berry 'woods
Damn sure beats all that awkward shit
Sitting wishing I could yell out for some damn attention feel like everyone is judging me or fucking sheep I need to leave I need reprieve I cannot take this frequency I'm peaking
Hold up Damn
I be sentimental when I'm lifted off the gas
We was bumping Future, we was living in the past
Singing praises to his latest album
Wishing this could be my life all the time I'm a phantom
In the room till my n***as hype me up though
I just need em for the freedom to be cut throat
So come along if you ever wanna bang too
Cuz if my n***as changed me, then they damn sure can change you