Whole lot of fake shit goin' on, nigga Free all my niggas that's in the pintado
No child's play, bitch, I'm gold Prison system got YG's gold Like a pass done payed, I'mma bring that home Own it, owner, just keep fuckin' us We can run this whole pen, it's enough of us We can run a rat gang with some fuckin' honor I'm focused like a 4.0 with honors(?) I'm with the squad, we up in the honors(?) Type of ?'s bout loyalty, we get plenty counsil And honest, I'm ready workin' at my execution Got these niggas runnin' scared in confusion A chance, nigga, you'll neva sit at the table with a real don You'll always be peasant, nigga, and I'll always be Don
Check it, rappin' like I do my bitch head er'night No thuck, can't even say the name right Young Hootie, neva seen you on the same flight Do it for my riddas in the pen That gon' got life (my niggas) It's two numbers a name, homie I respect the fact that you got you a name, homie If that happened to me? I'd do the same, homie Better grow up and get more ^&*() insight rap girls money ^&*() That's what my conscience say and my conscience right Getting brain on a plane, that's a conscious flight Fighting for my spot, don't get put in that blender (bitch) Dropping March, April, May, June and December Don't need no muthafuckin' breaks What else can I say, nigga? No child's play! ?, tell these niggas real What else can I say, nigga? No child's play!