'aight play the shit
gon' grab that fifth
grab that eighth
got what you need
blow that dope
don't get too high
from the third coast to the west coast
come take this ride
let me tell the tale of how i got turned scott
over one lost trip to the sky
let me tell the tale cause you throwed the tail
when you said i could make it this high
who knew? god dammit who knew?
the grass ain't greener on the other side
it's just blue
you can really identify when you lookin' in your eyes
you ready to ride
that's true
when they look in my eyes
they see that roll
how scotty entired that juice
had my back against that wall
every time i felt so cold
my daddy ain't comin' home 'til fall
that's why my pimp game so moist
had that du-rag and all
had a 20 year old bitch in high school
wasn't no tellin' what travy might do
on the south side of that hou
hollup
let's take it back to that room
no car but still had drop
just a hundred niggas standin' outside
life's a beach with lot of sand on the lot
i'm a ride for all of my niggas
they forever here by my side
it was just 8 niggas in a two bedroom
no leg room
that was last june
yeah yeah
yeah yeah forreal
fuck what they talkin' 'bout if they ain't talkin' 'bout me
nigga
let it be known
yeah it's that real
yeah yeah forreal
forreal
fuck what they talkin' 'bout if they ain't talkin' 'bout
we them niggas everybody talkin' 'bout
it's that real
yeah
forreal
backyard
we chillin'
backyard
we drinkin'
smokin'
homie brought out the liquor
backyard
we gettin' high
back backyard
we chillin'
back backyard
we smokin'
drinkin'
back backyard
we gettin' high
verses
one day you'll find your purpose
now my show's packed out like churches
fans never missin' out a word on the verses
never sit around
just workin'
it was worth it
that's for certain
i deserve it
lord knows we don't get tired
did more dirt than a derby
momma worked for at&t and we still ain't get that service
she stayed in/out the hospital
you know that made me nervous
still step out the house to smell so fresh
fresh like detergent
if a bitch don't want me
don't need them still got my jergens
and you can keep the herpes
call erbie
no house light on
cop light on
fuck this journey
you heard me
you heard me
now swervin'
hittin' curbs
and my nigga
my nigga came home so it just got real