[Verse]

Yuh, they ain't keeping it real

Bitch I been in the field

Half a million worth in jewelry, and I ain't got a deal

Told the hoe to keep her pussy, just keep bringing me bills

All this molly in my body boy, I can't sit still

Handgun with a scope, she on my dick 'cause I'm dope

Yeah I'm fresher than soap, don't want your bitch 'cause she broke

Blood I'm god in the ghetto, wet the hood like the pope

Speaking on me on the 'net, when I catch him he smoked

Blood it is what it is, these niggas all of my kids

Home invade a nigga crib, we be fracturing wigs

I don't talk around thesе niggas blood, I know they the pigs

They bе acting like they not, but I know that they is

You be chasing niggas down blood, I started that shit

If I catch him at the light blood, I'm parking and shit

If you from the other side, you ain't hard as the clique

Tell your hoe to open up and see how hard I can get

Throwing 30s out the window, we don't pull up in rentals

We be walking niggas down I'm from South Sacramento

If I want you then I got you, I don't do accidentals

You know the mobb niggas smurkish, better check out the memo

We be on niggas tops, disappear 'fore he drop

Got a drum on the Glock, you better not come on the block

I'm from the 'jects, you get stripped just for rushing the knock

He thought he had me 'til I aimed and started busting my Glock

I'm as real as it get, .308s gon' flip

Just for thinking that you sick, bullets rip through your whip

On parole riding dirty, stash spot with a stick

I can't let a sucka do me like they did little Bris

And I stand on that, dog I mean that shit

I was very disappointed when I seen that shit

Let a nigga play with me, the whole team gon' blitz

And hit your hood all year, letting machine guns spit

Everyday is a ball, you ain't seen what you saw

Had to cut niggas off, 'cause they wasn't my dogs

Pull up on you, get to clapping like a round of applause

He was moving out of pocket 'til I put him on pause

I'm caught up in the streets, over cooking the beef

My mama hoping I don't die, she saying prayers for me

Niggas hate the way I shine, they sending haters at me

And saying it's money on my head, they putting paper on me

But I don't think that's enough, I been calling your bluff

Been stepping on your homies 'cause they not that tough

Finally knocked your nigga down, I guess he ran out of luck

Whole team having money bitch, we all Bank'd Up

It's an eye for an eye, so if I die then you die

If my mama cry, your mama cry, you know how we slide

Homies playing both sides, had to cut off the guys

I'll probably have to kill my brother, element of surprise

Dog this street shit cold, it's a long dark road

If them people come and get me blood, I will not fold

I don't trust a lot of niggas 'cause the colors they show

Snakes vouching for snakes, them niggas been got exposed