[Intro: YG]
Uh
[Verse 1: YG]
Stars in the roof, sittin' in the Wraith
Got it all off these bars, man, this sh** cancrazy
I been out wildin' with these young n***as lately
f**in' all the pretty b**hes, man, this sh** can crazy
I'm blessed up with Christ, I style too much for life
I been on some player sh**, hoops my n***a don't make
You is not the reason I'm pullin' up in the latest
Westside n***a, ho, I don't need no fate
[Pre-Chorus: YG]
Ayy, damn this beat got place
Anything that's bad for me right here in my face
I been on the fo' block, I been on the A
Gun upon my waist like I'm tryna catch a case
[Chorus: YG & YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
Move b**h, a n***a need a little space
[?] on my face, that's too much d** and drank
Bein' a hundred 'bout my past, I'ma help me get away, damn
What you think I do? I buy more d** and drank
Move b**h, a n***a need a little space (uh-huh)
Don't tell I'ma be okay 'cause this sh** not okay (nuh-uh)
f** 'bout what you think b**h, f** what you think (f** you b**h)
But don't come judgin' me because I had too much d** and drank
[Verse 2: YG & YoungBoy Never Broke Again / Both]
I ain't in the mood b**h, don't come beside my gate
That's trepa**in' you ba*tard, I can shoot you in your face
If I run past you, my bad, my whole feel like it's a maze
Been drink my life away, they can't stop me, I go crazy
Drunk drivin' in that G-Wagon, they tell it ain't safe
But I'm drunk drivin' in that G-Wagon, get your sqaure a** out my face
The homie just got a raise, Po-Po brought him my name
They know we from the game, this sh** got my Range
[Verse 3: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
This sh** got my f**in' Range b**h
I ain't plannin' on a change b**h
I'm goin' a [?] b**h
4hunnid gang got that bang b**h
I'm hundred bodies demons, yeah, I see 'em walk (walk)
So you know I got the devil in my thoughts (thoughts)
I be see the devil in my living room hall (hall)
I just hope I ain't got in my little hom, this sh** for real
[Pre-Chorus: YG]
Ayy, damn this beat got place
Anything that's bad for me right here in my face
I been on the fo' block, I been on the A
Gun upon my waist like I'm tryna catch a case
[Chorus: YG & YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
Move b**h, a n***a need a little space
[?] on my face, that's too much d** and drank
Bein' a hundred 'bout my past, I'ma help me get away, damn
What you think I do? I buy more d** and drank
Move b**h, a n***a need a little space
Don't tell I'ma be okay 'cause this sh** not okay
f** 'bout what you think b**h, f** what you think
But don't come judgin' me because I had too much d** and drank
[Verse 4: YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
(Then I'll pull up) Then I'll pull up with a hundred in each pocket b**h
Fresh up out the slammer, these lil n***as on some cacy sh**
Play me like a Jidi, you get hit up, you ain't stoppin' sh**
Tell me when to pull up, make the tray right in the lobby b**h
Move b**h, get shot up in your face
n***as 'round me hate, tryna figure what I'm made
Can't make it to my [?] you at the gate
Secure 'bout my gang, I gotta play it safe
Plenty racks off in the safe, sh**
Check it, you get make, b**h
Five, that's my Blood batch, strictly FOL sh**
Quick, a shooter 12 sh**, without the dope, your n***a rich
Challenged at your own risk, I up and bust your dome b**h
[Pre-Chorus: YG]
Ayy, damn this beat got place
Anything that's bad for me right here in my face
I been on the fo' block, I been on the A
Gun upon my waist like I'm tryna catch a case
[Chorus: YG & YoungBoy Never Broke Again]
Move b**h, a n***a need a little space
[?] on my face, that's too much d** and drank
Bein' a hundred 'bout my past, I'ma help me get away, damn
What you think I do? I buy more d** and drank
Move b**h, a n***a need a little space
Don't tell I'ma be okay 'cause this sh** not okay
f** 'bout what you think b**h, f** what you think
But don't come judgin' me because I had too much d** and drank
[Outro]
Lord, help me Lord. These kids Lord, they playing with all these guns and d**, they remind me when I was young. See, in the 80s, we didn't play that sh**. But we was crack babies. No Lord, I'm not no hypocrite, I'm just an old motherf**er, tryna save some sh**. Lord, I ask my son "Why it is just thugs here, hanging away?" He looked at me and said "Pops, I'm staying dangerous." Help me Lord, I tried to tell him there are many ways to stay dangerous. Power is dangerous, knowledge is dangerous, having them dollars is dangerous. He just looked at me Lord and said "[?] I'm talking dangerous."