DVJ Microplabe
Lately,
you see, * by nature
Still good, still paid,
still broke,
still gangsta
So play it,
feel the moment,
feel the feeling,
feel the cause
I really don't feel a thing,
cause I'm an *,
gone
Living the poor life, living the poor state
Three for three piece chicken wing dinner,
that's what I ate
Most friends were broke, only a couple had cake
Sleeping outside, I had nowhere to take my dates
Walking around every day in the same old club
The same,
same old niggas,
stay in the same old club
Strippers at the club,
dancing on the same old club
Drug dealers trying to get you to coke on your nose
Police raided the block every day at the same time
Trying to catch us,
I know we're supposed to meet in the same time
But we don't know if this is like Jordan with hang time
Trying to make a million dollars off of noobers and dime
Brother,
that was eleven years ago and I'm still grinding
Straight up,
I didn't corrupt,
I ain't nothing but a dime
Used to do it for free,
now I'm paying for my rhymes
The money's too good,
I ain't thinking about retiring
I am a street trip, still for the blood and soul
But it waited till you get a million,
one up in your house
24 hours a day,
niggas forever running their mouth
Haters don't dig,
but I'd rather go live in a spouse city
Horns on the skin,
I'm on a group of people missing fear
* it, even the option boots, I got a glisten
When I start back then,
ain't nobody wanna listen
And I was way before I even thought about the pissing
I'm up on the dicker,
though I put the hood in the view
Let it grip me with the H every time I come through this
I got a lot of respect,
cause I represent the real ability All of my life,
I never acted brave,
never acted weird I'm over to the hustle,
cause I'm running full time I used to get hammered,
now I'm running full time Just trying to make it to the top,
I'll be my reason for rhyming They're gonna
guarantee me I'm gonna get it this time
Still hood,
still babe,
still road, still gangsta Still a G,
don't play me, sure see ass go by nature
Still hood,
still babe,
still road,
still gangsta
Still a G,
I'm on the floor,
look at it,
read the cards I represent the few,
assume the past, I'm by nature
My ass got crown,
hold the G,
my daddy My ass got crown,
hold the G,
my daddy
My ass got crown,
hold the G,
my chest got a V too And my feet got greater,
but don't get it twisted
And play me for weeks,
I'm just one of the good When I'm walking over all y'all haters
My ass got crown,
hold the G,
my chest got a V too And my feet got greater,
but don't
get it twisted And play me for weeks,
I'm just one of the
good When I'm walking over all y'all haters
When I ate a lot,
my nigga told me take a note with these bitches
And when I came home,
we connected like the internet
Bitch I'm a veteran,
I've been around ever since the beginning
I've done a hell of a lot but I'm not finished yet
I wanna blast with the bootleg who be making it hard to do
Bitch you selling this * bitch we gon' mob on you
My attitude is rude,
I never gave a * and I never will
Man I'm just trying to earn my bills
Don't feel, feel, C-E-H real nigga
Don't go * that heel figure
I'mma see you when I kick that bro
Even though you in the grave my nigga you still short
I'mma see you when I kick that bro
Even though you in the grave my nigga you still short
I'mma see you when I kick that bro Even though
you in the grave my nigga you still short
It could be a good day,
yeah I'm in the zone Never walk in the mess,
in they rooms,
in the home
Truth, truth for real, it ain't just in the song
Got em looking at these foes like they wanna
see chrome Anything up in the trunk is 100% slow
So thrown and you know Mr. McNair's so
blown I'm cool but the whip on the pros
Yeah the trunk got a mind of it's own I like what was there to glow
King King Street Street,
yeah yeah Get a ghetto nigga in the air when I wanna say hello
I'm the homie what you wanna use to chase at the hoes Now
I got em chasing me until they broke and they still little
Still good,
still gangster,
ABN is on the top,
haters I'mma thank ya Plus everywhere you
go you gotta deal with a smack and a knock
Cause in the streets all the rap we gon' unbreak ya
Still good,
still gay,
still grown,
still gangster,
still a G,
G baby,
juicy ass old by nature