I got that work, f**k Labor Day Just brought a gun, f**k punchin' in
Throwin' rocks, no hopscotch Bet my 9mm hit the right spot, beam
Last night it was a dream This one in a fantasy
Back when the only fan I had was a fiend
Ha ha ha ha ha Meet me by the Acura
Cause the cops like To get help from the store camera
They always in my cornea But it's cool, I've been catchin' on to they
formula See I'm a real loaf, my street sign, I kill
four Then rewind my endo, then unroll my reload
The bad guy never once been a zero You get zero
I said nada, but you passed the comma
How'd it feel to be a real n***** I'm a product of a real lo-lo-lof-familia
Real lo-lo-lo-lof-familia Real lo-lo-lo-lo-lof-familia
Who am I?
Sunlight, nightfall, summertime, got a ball How'd it feel to be a real n*****
Sunlight, nightfall, summertime, got a ball How'd it feel to be a real n*****
My whole life I've been a real n***** Lo-lo-lo-lo-lof-familia
Here in front of y'all Who am I?
Sunlight, nightfall, summertime, got a ball How'd it feel to be a real n*****
I done jumped the buffer, the lickin' barely passed
But I quickly got the ball in, 2012 it really happened
So I guess it's back to trappin' now, it's open night to morning
Had roaches in my cereal, my uncle stole my cereal
My grandma can't control it
But, uh, uh, every last one of us had a n***** in the room
But, uh, click, clack, pow, pow, pow, boom
But, uh, uh, me, clack, clack, familiar
Yeah, boom
Find a n***a realer than me, my socks sting
Need so much, that my mustache pink
Strappin' my pants, ain't no need for a belt
Gangsta lean, hell, hoodie on backwards
With the eyes cut out, my hate felt
My 45 elder, poetry's deep
I never fail ya, schoolboy bust flame
Orangiella, how you been?
Margella, since a young n***a
I admire the n***a sellers
Seen my uncle steal from his mother
Now that's that money that I'm talkin' bout
Think about it, a smoker ain't got s***
And every day he still get a n***a
Whether jackin' radios or suckin' s***
Sell his kids and chop his wrist
And sellin' his lips
Cause he don't want the fans arrestin' his fix
Didn't take much to get me convinced
Coincidence that I ain't goin' work
Unless we rewind and answer my chirp
Times gettin' harder, then my n***a gonna grow spurt
Around the same time, all you n****s was on perk
My sober ass was snatchin' her purse
Made the ice cream truck freeze
Give me the keys, extra Fritos, chili and cheese
Loose or maybe juice, it's in his eyes before I leave
Cops'll never get the lead, grandma taught me well
And my uncle was the accessory
211 sippin' plus a robbery
Robbery, robbery
Yeah
This little piggy went to market
This little piggy can't cry
I done jumped the buffer
The liquor barely passed
But I quickly got to ballin'
2012, it really happened
So I guess it's back to trappin' now
It's open night to mornin'
Had brooches in my cereal
My uncle stole my cereal
Yo, my grandma can't control it
But
Every last one of us had a f***in' room
But
Click, clack, pow, pow, pow, boom
But
Me, clack, clack, familiar
But
Yeah, boom
Grandma said she loved me
I told her I loved her more
She always got me things that we couldn't afford
The new J's and Tommy Hill in my drawers
Sega Genesis, Nintendo 64
She got an hour's way of war
We wasn't thinkin' gettin' money then
Nor did I wonder why my uncle done sold his Benz
Cause he been trippin' now
He sweats a lot and slimmin' down
I also noticed moms be lockin' doors when he around
But anyways, his wife done left him
Now he livin' with us
My bike is missing
Grandma like to hide a check every month
My uncle's nuts
He used to give me whiskey to piss in cups
Knockin' on the door, tellin' me to hurry up
He in a rush
I gave it to him, then got my a** whipped for doin' it
Moms used to tell me like
F***in' know who you dealin' with
Them was the good days
Till I raised to older ways
Raton, my n***a's brother showed me my first
I was the mace
Me and Floyd was in the back
He called us over like
Ay, yack, yack, yack, yack
We like, damn
Then again, yack, yack
We like, damn
Hearin' him say cuz turned us to a fan
Later on, he got locked
So now we takin' his face
Continued the chapter from his life
We flippin' that page
Gangbanger was a ritual
And grandma would help
She should've never left her c*** on the shelf
Let's get it
This little piggy went to market
This little piggy came crowned
I done jumped him off a house
The lickin' barely passed
But I quickly got the ball in
2012, it really happens
My guess is back to trappin' eyes
Open night to mornin'
Had brooches in my cereal
My uncle stole my cereal
My grandma can't control it
But
Every last one of us had a f***in' little
But
Click, clack, pow, pow, pow
Boom
But
To me, clack, clack, one million
Yeah, yeah
Uh
Yeah, boom