My Life 4Hunnid Album Lyrics by YG


YG Lyrics

My Life 4Hunnid Lyrics
(Lyrics to the Full Album on one page)

Jealous

Uh
They jealous, they envious of me (jealous)
I'm rich as f*ck, I'm poppin'
Got it poppin' off a beat (poppin')
I'm f*ckin' on they bitches
They payin', I hit for free (free)
I'm stylin' with no stylist
Stay clean, I got OCD (stylist)
You niggas soft, when you follow, you nigga's sheep
Hit a buff nigga with hollows
It make him weak (weak)
Yeah, that red & blue shit kool
But I want that green (green)
Ooh, that wire just hit
I feel relief, woo

I fly private it's lit, lit
It's field trip
Buy her bags, my type of bags they be meal ticks
I can f*ck up a check, nigga
I got it, still rich
I came straight from the bottom to the top
That's a heelflip
They ain't talkin' that cloth talk
We'll hit the kill switch
I just wrote a script
Somebody call up Will Smith
Pockets full of a blue hunnids
You would've swore a nigga crip
Niggas ballin'
But they ain't James Harden scorin' like this
I'm f*ckin' the game with a STD
Contagious as f*ck
I spread the game out to the team (team)
You lame as f*ck, I prolly seen you on a meme
Poppin' as f*ck you prolly on a screen, nigga

Let me floss, Hugo Boss, vroom, vroom, whip talk
Cuban buss down, yellow diamonds, ooh, he pissed off
White gold, yellow gold, same time, crisscrossed
I like ghetto bitches that wear too much lip gloss
Drip it off, pick it up, make it shake, drop it off
Bitches catchin' feelings, one-handed
Damn, she Randy Moss
Know the cost, profit loss
Nigga, I'm a f*ckin' boss
Neiman Marcus, Saks & Fifth
We don't do no f*ckin' Ross
The Maybach gloss, the '64 gloss
Candy paint be drippin' off
You bought all them watches but ain't bought no house
You f*ckin' false
Heart on cold, leave 'em frost
F*ck her, leave, she wake up lost
Got that sauce
I got hoe, hoe, hoes, hoes, Santa Claus
Lamborghini, new Ferrari
Drive it crazy, I'm not sorry
Would've thought I was a collector
How I keep a barbie, love her partly
You can never school me, baby, I'm too tardy
I'ma dog, leave my mark (my mark)
My shit permanent, it's sharpie

They jealous, they envious of me (jealous)
I'm rich as f*ck
I'm poppin', got it poppin' off a beat (poppin')
I'm f*ckin' on they bitches they payin'
I hit for free (free)
I'm stylin' with no stylist
Stay clean, I got OCD (stylist)
You niggas soft, when you follow, you nigga's sheep
Hit a buff nigga with hollows
It make him weak (weak)
Yeah, that red & blue shit kool
But I want that green (green)
Ooh, that wire just hit, I feel relief, woo



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Blood Walk

(All the die for riders tap in)
(Saucy on the beat)
(Red rag, burgundy flag all that)
(I'm finna blood this bitch)

I be blood, blood, blood walkin' while I'm
Blood, blood, blood talkin' I be
Blood, blood, blood walkin' while I'm
Blood, blood, blood talkin' I be

Blood walkin' and uh, blood talkin' gotta
Red rag on me, got the strap on me, woah
What's brackin'?
I'm a eastside nigga, I get active

Blood walkin' off the hip, clip talkin'
Baby cake shells kickflip it, Tony Hawkin'
When I die, leave the flag in the coffin
Pimpin' in the red uniform, blood walkin'
Gang size in they photo 'bout to hit the dodo
I'm so berious, they call me Barry Oso?
When the hood was hot, you was never loco (never loco)
Clown face emoji nigga, you's a bozo
I get the cheese, YG's do the beef
They in the field, bottom of the cleats
Caught 'em by himself straight heat
Put that on something on Piru Street
Big bean rollin' twenty a piece
For all the red homies, I smoke, I drink
Stay with the heat, like I stay with a freak
In the function, twistin' up my fingers on beat

'Cause I be blood, blood, blood walkin' while I'm
Blood, blood, blood talkin' I be
Blood, blood, blood walkin' while I'm
Blood, blood, blood talkin' I be

Blood walkin' and uh, blood talkin' got a
Red rag on me, got the strap on me, woah (whoop)
What's brackin'? (What's brackin'?)
I'm a eastside nigga, I get active

All red handkerchief, blueface Franklins
Ghostface Killah with the all mink ankle length
Toolbelt on underneath for my maintenance
Two redbones, f*ck 'em each simultaneous-ly
I be-be walkin', no baby steps
Niggas actin' like they hard they just Raisinets
My slime brazy, slime still get a brazy check
Big B, triple OG, and rated X
White diamonds, rose gold, red Patek on
All the blood money you done caught me red-handed
I'ma pull red truck, nigga call me red snapper
I'ma hop out with the toaster
Lookin' for the breadbasket
Blood will leave a nigga bleedin', so will business
Lil' nigga this a business meeting
Bickin' back, bein' bool with Badu on, nigga
I Piru on everything I put my shoe on nigga
Lil Tunechi I be

I be blood, blood, blood walkin' while I'm
Blood, blood, blood talkin' I be
Blood, blood, blood walkin' while I'm
Blood, blood, blood talkin' I be

Blood walkin' and uh, blood talkin' gotta
Red rag on me, got the strap on me, woah
What's brackin'?
I'm a eastside nigga, I get active



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Traumatized Interlude

Daddy
The police just came
And they are knocking on the door looking for you
And they had a gun in my face and I don't like that



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Out on Bail

Woo

I'm out on bail, these motherf*ckers tryna get me
But I won't tell, so with some time they tryna hit me
I'm innocent as f*ck, but they tryna prove that I'm guilty
These lawyers fees is crazy, thank God, I'm playin' with milli's
In love with the streets, you by yourself when it get tricky
Beefin' with my homies, all I think about is Nipsey
Usually sip tequila, but today I'm off the Henny
Thinkin' 'bout Nipsey, nigga, had to get tipsy

Gave my heart to the gang, do it again, it's a no-go
It's some niggas from the gang that'll do you for some promo
This shit in my veins, I done tattooed the logo
In court they gon' judge me, he a member, it's fo' sho-sho
But I don't care about what they think at all
Came in this world alone, I'ma leave alone, standin' tall
Chin up, chest poked out, like
Chin up, chest poked out, like "Ah"

My life be polar, polar
Ups and downs like a rollercoaster
Chin up, chest out, 'til it's over, over
I can't live this life sober

I'm out on bail, these motherf*ckers tryna get me
But I won't tell, so with some time they tryna hit me
I'm innocent as f*ck, but they tryna prove that I'm guilty
These lawyers fees is crazy, thank God, I'm playin' with milli's
In love with the streets, you by yourself when it get tricky
Beefin' with my homies, all I think about is Nipsey
Usually sip tequila, but today I'm off the Henny
Thinkin' 'bout Nipsey, nigga, had to get tipsy, ayy

Mama needin' this and that, daddy needin' this and that
Lil' brodie needin' this and that, the homies needin' this and that
My babymama fussin' back, I grab her hair and f*ck her back
It's a love and hate relationship, nigga be needin' that
Ayy, you can tell I'm f*cked up in the head
My niggas either broke, on lock up or they dead
I can't sleep at night, I'm bein' watched by the feds
Niggas cross me, all I know is fill 'em up with lead
F*ck up, down bad, ten year bid with the label
I was the human sacrifice, 'cause a nigga wasn't able
The human sacrifice, now I'm why niggas is able
To buy a watch, and hop on a yacht with everything paid for

My life be polar, polar
Ups and downs like a rollercoaster
Chin up, chest out, 'til it's over, over
I can't live this life sober

I'm out on bail, these motherf*ckers tryna get me
But I won't tell, so with some time they tryna hit me
I'm innocent as f*ck, but they tryna prove that I'm guilty
These lawyers fees is crazy, thank God, I'm playin' with milli's
In love with the streets, you by yourself when it get tricky
Beefin' with my homies, all I think about is Nipsey
Usually sip tequila, but today I'm off the Henny
Thinkin' 'bout Nipsey, nigga, had to get tipsy, ayy

West Coast, it's DJ Hen
YG is officially out on bail, breaking news
You heard it here first
YG is officially out on bail
You know you 'bout to go crazy thought, right?

My life be polar, polar
Ups and downs like a rollercoaster
Chin up, chest out, 'til it's over, over
I can't live this life sober



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Rodeo

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh

Yeah, yeah

I'll hit it in the back of the benzo
Won't play games witchu, no Nintendo
I hit the g spot make it tickle
YG 400 he a nympho
I like real ass with dimples
She got pride, little hottie tell you n o
I take it slow, I go gentle
Baby like it mo' when it's lit doe

Yeah, I like when a shawty get mental
Real freak, she sag I'm a scorpio
Want to dip, want to glide inside you
And she know it stretch out like limo
And you know I got a fetish for them toes
And I needem right now what you waitin' fo'
So sweet like cheerio
And you know, whole lotta women my scenario

Ah, my aka lil' daddy
Tattoo my name you can have me
I got the steppers in the back seat
I'ma rapper when I'm in it, athlete
I had you running like a track meet
I had you givin' up the addy
I had you busting it, touching it
Rubbing it, loving it, eww you nasty

Aye, aye, you've been invited
Gangsta party, get excited get some thotties
So erotic, can u ride it?
Body count, what's the mileage?
A1 draped up, Hennessy red cup
Ass down, face up, that's the way she like to

Show your freaky side from behind on all fours
Feed my appetite then make me want more
I know you like joy riding on me
Girl, don't be joy riding on me
Yeah, yeah

Aye, I know you ain't finished yet
We ain't even move from the floor to the bed
Gotta back up every word you said
Aye, put my tongue between your legs
Baby, please excuse my hands
I wanna touch you everywhere
Aye, I'm a bachelor
Lookin' for a partner
Keep makin' it easy
You gon' get me harder (woo)
I'll do anything to swim in your water
Givin' you them backstrokes
Girl, do what daddy taught ya

Show your freaky side from behind on all fours
Feed my appetite then make me want more
I know you like joy riding on me
Girl, don't be shy, joy riding on me
Yeah, yeah

Oh yeah?

Hit it from the back we slow dance
Hit it from the front we hold hands
She get on top, she pole dance
We don't even kiss, no romance
We don't even date, we close friends
Hit it to some rap and some slow jams
Had her like damn, damn, damn

(Ass down)
Hit it from the back
Hit it from the front
Draped up, Hennessy red cup
Hit it from back (hit it from the)
Ass down, face up, that's why the way she like to

Show your freaky side from behind on all fours
Feed my appetite then make me want more
I know you like joy riding on me
Girl don't be shy, joy riding on me
Yeah, yeah



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SWAG

Hop in the whip and I smash (hop)
On the way to the bag (hello)
Slim thick, my type, she bad (she bad)
Hol' up let me get in my bag (hold up)

Swag, swag, swag, swag
Swag, swag, swag, swag
One call, they pull up fast (pull up)
Wrong move, that pistol blast (bang, bang)
I'm dressed in all black
Match my Glock, I think I'm Shaft (uh-oh)
Swag, swag, swag, swag
Swag, swag, swag, swag

I got it lit, they mad, ayy
Baby say I look like dad, ayy
I don't really do much really really)
I jus pull up with a whole lot of swag, ayy
Hit it from the front and the back (back, ooh)
She suck me, I eat it (yeah, ooh), we tit for tat (yeah, ooh)
Twelve Ms for two albums (ooh, yeah) in twelve months (ooh, ooh)
I'm rich, do the math (yeah, yeah), aye
Hop in the whip, let's ride out (ride)
Big ass crib, it's a hide out (hide)
Yeah, I hit it for the clout (hit it)
My dick, I don't lie about (hit it, hit it)
Hit it on designer couch (hit it)
Too much swag, call a time out
They say its a drought, we figure it out
Bitch, I'm him, without a doubt (ooh)

Hop in the whip and I smash (hop)
On the way to the bag (hello)
Slim thick, my type, she bad (she bad)
Hol' up let me get in my bag (hold up)

Swag, swag, swag, swag
Swag, swag, swag, swag
One call, they pull up fast (pull up)
Wrong move, that pistol blast (bang, bang)
I'm dressed in all black
Match my Glock, I think I'm shaft (uh-oh)
Swag, swag, swag (oh), swag (oh)
Swag (oh), swag (oh), swag (oh), swag (oh)

I be swaggin' on 'em (drip)
That drip be splashin' on 'em (drip)
I'm a gangsta, I get fly, bitch, I'm from California (Cali)
YG a foolie off the Juli, he be spazzin' on em (YG)
Designer face mask, ooh, can't catch the 'Rona
Hunnids drippin' (ooh), Scottie Pippen (ooh)
Pay me bitch (ah), or I'm dippin' (ooh)
swagger different (ooh), no f*cks givin' (ooh)
Hunnids blue (ah), but I'm not Crippin' (ooh)
Pistol grippin' (ooh), always trippin' (ooh)
Hate these niggas (ah), love my women (ooh)
Red cup sippin' (ooh), I be living (ooh)
swagger cold (ooh), I be chillin', ice (ooh)

Hop in the whip and I smash (hop)
On the way to the bag (hello)
Slim thick, my type, she bad (she bad)
Hol' up let me get in my bag (hold up)

Swag, swag, swag, swag (I see you swaggin')
Swag, swag, swag, swag (but you gotta go a lil' harder than that, baby)
One call, they pull up fast (Pull up)
Wrong move, that pistol blast (bang, bang)
I'm dressed in all black
Match my Glock, I think I'm Shaft (uh-oh)
Swag, swag, swag (ayy), swag (ayy)
Swag (ayy), swag (ayy), swag (ayy), swag (ayy)

Hunnids drippin', Scottie Pippen
Pip-Pippen, Pip-Pip-Pip-Pippen
Pay me, bitch, or I'm dippin'
Scott-Scott-Scott-Scottie Pippen
swagger different, no f*cks givin'
No, no-no f*cks givin'
Hunnids drippin', Scottie Pippen
Hunnids, hun-hunnids drippin'
Swag, swag (hunnids drippin', Scottie Pippen)
Swag, swag (Pip-Pippen, Pip-Pip-Pip-Pippen)
Swag, swag (pay me, bitch, or I'm dippin')
Swag, swag (Scott-Scott-Scott-Scottie Pippen)
Swag, swag (swagger different, no f*cks givin')
Swag, swag (no, no-no f*cks givin')
Swag, swag (hunnids drippin', Scottie Pippen)
Swag, swag (hunnids, hun-hunnids drippin')



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Hate on Me

Oh-oh
I don't know what's wrong
But I know somethin' I'm doin' just ain't right
Told my niggas, "Be patient, just hang tight"
Head up through them hard times
This come with the gang life
I really had to work for the shit I want
Had to grind for the shit I need
I done made it out them trenches
Don't know why they hate on me, yeah

I don't know why they hate on me
Police hit my house
Yeah, they did that raid on me
They was tryna catch me slippin'
With that thing on me (ha)
They should've known it was in that safe, homie
Poker face, you know I got that spade on me (poker face)
You niggas be buggin', I got that raid on me (buggin', buggin')
Paranoid touchin', they might change on me (change on me)
But all the goons
That's how I deal with the fame, homie, yeah homie
I don't know why you like f*ckin' up my high, I
I sent a kilo back to back just to get by, I
I feel these niggas hatin' on me, slime
Tell Lil Gotti, pull up right the f*ck now
Big steaks when we eatin', child
She suck a dick and then she bow
Got me like, wow, wow

Stream numbers keep on goin' up, could've fell
God on my side, I know he here to stay
But nowadays, I gotta keep my pistol anyway

I don't know what's wrong
But I know somethin' I'm doin' just ain't right
Told my niggas, "Be patient, just hang tight"
Head up through them hard times
This come with the gang life
I really had to work for the shit I want
(Work for the shit I want)
Had to grind for the shit I need
(Had to grind for the shit I need)
I done made it out them trenches
(Made it out them trenches)
Don't know why they hate on me, yeah

Gotta ride solo
I ride bulletproof, I ride low pro'
If I ain't strapped up, it's a no-go
Outside peanut butter, inside coco (uh-oh)
My day ones ain't day ones no more
I gotta keep my distance for sho'
I can't trust a motherf*ckin' soul
I'm ten toes down in my soul (my soul)
If he ridin', then we ridin' and we wit' it
My day one, please don't change, stay committed
Just give me some time
And it's gon' make sense my nigga, my nigga
'Cause I wanna trust you
'Cause I love you
'Cause I'll be first one to shoot
You tried to play me though, now it's f*ck you

I don't know what's wrong
But I know somethin' I'm doin' just ain't right
Told my niggas, "Be patient, just hang tight"
Head up through them hard times
This come with the gang life
I really had to work for the shit I want
(Work for the shit I want)
Had to grind for the shit I need
(Had to grind for the shit I need)
I done made it out them trenches
Don't know why they hate on me, yeah



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War Scars

(Tried to show love to a snake and it had bit me)
(My dog, I thought was a hunnid, man, he turned to 50)

Tried to show love to a snake and it had bit me
My dog, I thought was a hunnid, man, he turned to 50
I know they plottin' and watchin', they tryna get me
That's why I pray to Allah that he be with me
I got a lot of war scars on my heart
From battles I know I ain't want
It's safe to say that if I had to do again
You know I would do it for fun
I know my mama love me
But she hate the way I gotta walk around with a gun
I rather get caught with it than without it
Mama know her son ain't goin' for nothin'

She know how I am
You play, we gon' shoot the lights right out the gym
I keep me a gun, I ain't goin' for nothin'
Better hope I don't get close or duck in the gym
Tried to show love to a snake and it bit me
The chances for survival for it, lookin' slim
Was taught pay attention and watch yo surroundings
'Cause lights that seem bright can appear to be dim
And I know that they wanna put me in a grave
And I see that they plottin', tryna make a way
I refuse to let them copy they can't perpetrate
Look at 'em bitin' yeah, they tryna ride a nigga wave, aye

Tried to show love to a snake and it had bit me
My dog, I thought was a hunnid, man, he turned to 50
I know they plottin' and watchin', they tryna get me
That's why I pray to Allah that he be with me
I got a lot of war scars on my heart
From battles I know I ain't want
It's safe to say that if I had to do again
You know I would do it for fun
I know my mama love me
But she hate the way I gotta walk around with a gun
I rather get caught with it than without it
Mama know her son ain't goin' for nothin'

I keep that blicky on me
Just for the tricky homies
I only f*ck with em' partly
Gotta keep that distance on me
Nah, I ain't mad you f*cked my bitch
Man, we know she a freak
I'm mad though, to get the panties
You had to talk down on me
Snakes in the grass, we don't feed
We cut they heads off for free
My youngins troopin' go stupid
They be ready to slide when they geeked
How you drop a addy on me?
Yo mom & daddy know me
Try to let me have it, turned me savage
Now we spazzin' od
The bro turned opp last week
Keep the heat, 'cause he know where I sleep
Once was a brother to me
Man, this shit be f*ckin' with me
Never slip, I'm pullin' up deep
Bulletproof, I know that they creep
Niggas mad I'm makin' these millions
How you mad at me? I did me

Tried to show love to a snake and it had bit me
My dog, I thought was a hunnid, man, he turned to 50
I know they plottin' and watchin', they tryna get me
That's why I pray to Allah that he be with me
I got a lot of war scars on my heart
From battles I know I ain't want
It's safe to say that if I had to do again
You know I would do it for fun
I know my mama love me
But she hate the way I gotta walk around with a gun
I rather get caught with it than without it
Mama know her son ain't goin' for nothin'



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Surgery

She said that she love me, she dyin' to f*ck me
I'm peepin' them sweats, she seatin' and up in 'em
Barely got bodies on the resume, luckily
I'm f*ckin' her good, I keep her good company
With her all day, she can't get enough of me
She say I'm her drug, she Hillary Duff-in' me
Swallowin' 'nough of my kids into custody
Havin' good times, sippin' on bubbly

You said it was me but I promise it wasn't me
How you gon' switch up like all of a sudden-ly?
Like you told me, "Dolla, boy, look what you done to me"
Dickin' her out and and it feel just like surgery
Ooh
Surgery
Surgery
Ooh, yeah

I'm dickin' her out, she thought it was surgery
Calling my phone for the dick, it's emergency
I be tryna kill it, it's a murder, it's a first degree
Ask him if the pussy good, yeah-yeah, certainly
I remember days, remember days they was curving me, swerving me
Now a nigga live for eternity
Ask him what I like how I feel eternity
Bitch, I like my bandanas red and burgundy
Buy you a bag, it ain't nothin' but a purse
They say I'm in love this ain't nothing but some work
Walkin' through the house ass hanging out the shirt
No panties on and got 4 hunnid merch
Long as I'm last, I don't care who the first
F*ckin' with me, prepare for the worst
Got it out the mud, baby, all I do is dirt
But she f*ck with me tough, so she gotta make it work

She said that she love me, she dyin' to f*ck me
I'm peepin' them sweats, she seatin' and up in 'em
Barely got bodies on the resume, luckily
I'm f*ckin' her good, I keep her good company
With her all day, she can't get enough of me
She say I'm her drug, she Hillary Duff-in' me
Swallowin' 'nough of my kids into custody
Havin' good times, sippin' on bubbly

You said it was me but I promise it wasn't me
How you gon' switch up like all of a sudden-ly?
Like you told me, "Dolla, boy, look what you done to me"
Dickin' her out and it feel just like surgery
Ooh
Surgery
Surgery
Ooh, yeah

Poppin' bubbly, cup muddy
Bad shorty, I met her in public
Ain't tryna cover, these bitches just love it
Said she a freak but she really a uh-, slutty (slutty)
Dr. Miami got rid of the tummy
This Eliantte and no Avianne (ice)
Made her a new bitch and got a new body
Upgrade a hottie (upgrade a hottie)
Ooh, ooh, I gotta keep it one hunnid, ooh
Bought her some shit 'cause she honest, ooh
Bought a C8, it don't come with a, uh
Come with a roof, matte triple black and the seats nice and blue
Tell 'em back, back, let that big body through
Spend some more racks, someone said I was through
Muhf*ckin' fool (muhf*ckin' fool)
We made a move, we like it true
They say we boots
Ridin' in the Spyder, 8 legged coupe
Bad bitch beside her, she smokin' ('scotti)
Pass the biscotti, with the young nigga lit like a lighter
You never care like a beat at a cypher
Ten racks it says, I'm just tryna entice her
Know I'm inside her

You said it was me but I promise it wasn't me
How you gon' switch up like all of a sudden-ly?
You told me, "Dolla, boy, look what you done to me"
Dickin' her out and and it feel just like surgery
Ooh
Surgery
Surgery
Ooh, yeah



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Thug Kry

(Hey-hey)
(I think I been done with love)
(I just think about it over and over)
(Nigga asked, do thugs cry?)

Sippin' on that drink daily, I ain't livin' right
I'm out on bail for two cases
Really I'm livin' that life
They tryna connect the dots
But they don't connect like pinstripes
When you call my phone
When you know its tapped, that's an indict

I need a vibe, so we can vibe
Lil' thing that's gon' get me right
She tatted on her face
So you already know that YG type
You can hop in the Maybach
My seats lay back, and ride dick all night
I need me a freak
Who wanna f*ck all week, with some pussy that's wet and tight

I need me a dime who gon' ride 'til the end
Some money and some time, you and I, we can spend
I gotta keep it on me, I'm at war with my friends
Is you down to take it for me if police get behind this bitch?
Is you down to go to war for me?
F*ck up your liver, lets drink
Hold it down to floor for me
Put you in some ice and some mink
You be wantin' more from me
Shorty make me strong when I'm weak
You be wantin' more for me
But I like you more as a freak

I just think bout it over and over again
I been stressin' baby, we was way closer as friends
Think about me comin' home, but this road never end
I think I been done with love, I'm not hurtin' again
And this is what it sounds like when thugs cry, ayy
I just had to break free from my ties, ayy
Told that boy, "Just take heat when y'all slide," ayy
I can't let 'em take me from my guy, ayy
And I think about it over and over again
Mama said you, "You should come home, you too close to the end"
Wanna play 'round with that dough, put some bones on his head
And a young nigga swing that door, see the road through the glass
And we came up from that floor, only mode was to get a bag
Wanna play 'round with that four then he know that he dead
Swear to God, I miss my bros, wish they rose from the dead
I done got rich and I know that these broke nigga mad

I just think bout it over and over again
I been stressin' baby, we was way closer as friends
Think about me comin' home, but this road never end
I think I been done with love, I'm not hurtin' again
And this is what it sounds like when thugs cry, ayy
I just had to break free from my ties, ayy
Told that boy, "Just take heat when y'all slide," ayy
I can't let 'em take me from my guy, ayy

Yeah, lil' bitty bitch and I f*ck wit' my chains on (chains on)
'Member I was broke, and she told me to get on (get on)
Ain't see my mama cry in so long (oh)
They keep callin', so I don't keep my phone on
Designer waist, hop in the whip and I race (skrrt)
Hope my nigga okay (okay), put racks up in his face (racks)
Didn't take long but I knew that I would be here (I be here)
Cup felt gone, so I felt I need a refill (I do)
If it wasn't for God
Then I swear I wouldn't be here (wasn't for God)
Holdin' on, swear I know I don't need no pills (no pills)
If you ain't gon' slide
Lil' nigga, don't even go there (don't even go there)
Flooded my eyes 'til the point I can't even see still
My bro right next to me (next to me)
We wipin' these diamonds clean (wipe)
There ain't no findin' me (no), I moved to a private beach
We hit 'til the bank close (bank)
Transfer baby, with Clicquot
So what do we know?
Blew up on VEVO

And this is what it sounds like when thugs cry, ayy
I just had to break free from my ties, ayy
Told that boy, "Just take heat when y'all slide", ayy
I can't let 'em take me from my guy

Take me high when I got mob ties
Over me they Cha-Cha Slide
Black on me is camouflage
Can't leave my babies traumatized
Bad apple, I got a bag
Spend some M's, got' em back
Did the family proud
Chiroprac' with this bag on 'em



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Traumatized Interlude #2

Daddy
The police just came
And they are knocking on the door looking for you
And they had a gun in my face and I don't like that



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FTP

F*ck the police, f*ck the police
F*ck the police, f*ck the police
F*ck the police, f*ck the police
F*ck the police, f*ck the police
F*ck the police (f*ck 'em), f*ck the police
F*ck the police (f*ck 'em), f*ck the police
F*ck the police (f*ck 'em), f*ck the police
F*ck the police (f*ck 'em), f*ck the police

F*ck the police, that's how I feel
Buy a Glock, break down the block
That's how I feel (that's how I feel)
Murder after murder after all these years
Buy a strap, bust back after all these tears
Mommas cryin', how they gon' heal? (How they gon'?)
How you would feel?
F*ck silence, speak up bitch, this shit ill
(Big-big) Big stick on me, y'all kill, we kill
Been tired, f*ck cardboard signs, we in the field
It's the Ku Klux cops, they on a mission
It's the Ku Klux cops, got hidden agendas
It's the truth, I won't stop
Open cases, police already hate me, why not
Make your rich-ass city look like trash? (Look like trash)
To whoever make the rules, we need answers fast
Oh they mad? F*ck it, let's make 'em mad (Let's make 'em mad)
Without that badge you's a bitch and a half

F*ck the police, f*ck the police
F*ck the police, f*ck the police
F*ck the police, f*ck the police
F*ck the police, f*ck the police
F*ck the police (f*ck 'em), f*ck the police
F*ck the police (f*ck 'em), f*ck the police
F*ck the police (f*ck 'em), f*ck the police
F*ck the police (f*ck 'em), f*ck the police

Protect and serve mean duck and swerve
Police pulled me over, I don't stop, I'm scared (scared)
F*ck 12, bitch, I got the nerves
F*ck 12, bitch, they get on my nerves (f*ck 12)
Ayy, f*ck pig, f*ck bacon (bacon)
I don't eat pork, I replaced it (f*ck, f*ck)
F*ck you and your slave shit
We supposed to be free like the Masons
I'm tired of being tired of being tired
I'm tired of being shot at like a opp
Callin' all the foodies from the tribe
We on some f*ck the police shit, it's the vibe
I hate when they handcuff me (me)
Actin' tought with a vest and a gun, he think he keen
I hate when they handcuff me
Actin' tough, callin' for backup, I think he weak

F*ck the police, f*ck the police
F*ck the police, f*ck the police
F*ck the police, f*ck the police
F*ck the police, f*ck the police
F*ck the police (f*ck 'em), f*ck the police
F*ck the police (f*ck 'em), f*ck the police
F*ck the police (f*ck 'em), f*ck the police
F*ck the police (f*ck 'em), f*ck the police

The Ku Klux cops, they on a mission
It's the Ku Klux cops, got hidden agendas
It's the truth, I won't stop
It's the-it's, the-it's the truth I won't stop
Protect and serve mean duck and swerve
Protect and serve mean duck and swerve
F*ck the police, that's how I feel
F*ck-f*ck-f*ck, f*ck the police



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Laugh Now Kry Later!

(Damn it, Franchise, you did it again)
(Iceberg want a bag, bitch)
Uh, look

Laugh now, cry later, do yourself favors
I'm in a Lamborghini slidin', this ain't nothing major
Everyday straight faded, I don't do chasin'
They just raided my house, they some f*ckin' haters
Mama on the phone like, "Gotta be safe"
Granny on the 3 way, granny sayin' prayers
Kissin' on my lil' babies, gotta see 'em later
The devil ain't a lie, he f*ckin' a hater
Ay, baby, got her heart broken,need labor
He cheated, like heads up, the nigga played her
Now she anti-dick, she a dick hater
Got her in the house playin' with the vibrator
Now he gotta kick, push, gotta turn skater
But he ain't mean to break her heart, he just a heartbreaker
Feelin' like I'm always goin' through the storm
I got beef with Mother Nature

Gon' have a lil' fun, gon' do it major
Gon' pour a double shot, be a shot taker
Gon' live a lil' bit, before life take you
Laugh now, cry later, do yourself a favor
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha

Ay, put your baby mama in Bentayga
Ice her out, make the athletes wanna date her
F*ck it 'bout to cop a condo, in a sky scrapper
I'm tryna live right now, you tryna live later
They called PETA, 'cause my shoes got alligator
Said I'ma life taker, really I'm life changer
My family need me, nigga, I'm a life saver
Countin' hunnids on the counter, that's a times table
It's a cold world we live in, man, this shit glacier
Manmade laws, break 'em, they'll violate you
Thinkin' shit sweet, like some Now N' Laters
With a Snap like Fabo, your life be gone now or later
That's why I live my life, I'ma demonstrator
You see me livin' life, be a imitator
I be wearin' all this gold, tryna be a Laker
Everyday ballin' out, gotta keep it player

Gon' have a lil' fun, gon' do it major
Gon' pour a double shot, be a shot taker
Gon' live a lil' bit, before life take you
Laugh now, cry later, do yourself a favor
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha

I'ma live it up, that's pronto
Right now, f*ck tomorrow
Ride 'til the wheel fall off (fall off)
Fall off my Forgiatos
Toot it up from the back, crack, crack
She just wanna get f*cked, baby, I know
Let's get drunk, we only live once
Put you in hands cuffs like 5-0

Gon' have a lil' fun, gon' do it major
Gon' pour a double shot, be a shot taker
Gon' live a lil' bit, before life take you
Laugh now, cry later, do yourself a favor
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
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