DJ Mustard - 459 lyrics

[Hook: Natasha Mosley] Ain't no tellin' where we goin' when we rollin' on the West Side Me and my homies we rollin' up until the sun rise And I didn't want to f** him but I did it just to get by I, get, no, sleep that Bompton life I didn't want to get him but I got him n***a 459 You get it how you livin' when you dealin' with the Bompton life [Verse 1: YG] I was out plottin', Batman, Robin Pops was in jail, I was out poppin' I was with the homies, you was with your b**h You was thinkin' love, I was thinkin' rich Everything got took, flatscreens, notebooks Even paintings and I was an artist in the making Used choppers, j**elry boxes, loafers made by Prada At the pawn shop like what you got I needed all of that Grind to shine to greedy that's how it had to be If I ain't know you, to me you was just another robbery Uh, clubs in the fat head And if the neighbors saw us we got ghost like Pac Man [Hook: Natasha Mosley] [Verse 2: YG] Cops comin' out runnin' I'm thuggin', the bird come out duckin' Hopin' they don't shoot You only get once chance to make it to the top, and we takin' shots like hoops I hit the wall, I hit the corner, I'm in the yard, We on the roof top Like f** we finna get caught, hurry and toss the ooh wa And the freedom change the situation And f** the police, them handcuffs is irritatin' Just wonder what my mom gon' say When they lock me up and send me miles aways, had to take it day to day Make you express and share relates Catchin' cases and catchin' fades I was in the County makin' plays You was in the Country duckin' fades I got a stripe and took it as a live learn lesson They let me out of jail I was two steppin' [Hook] [Outro: Natasha Mosley] It's alright and it's okay 459 we roll this way East side, West side Bompton gang We still function we don't care Gotta respect my struggle Understand my hustle Nothin' but a G thang baby It's nothin' but a G thang baby 459