[Verse:]
First off f** your homies and the clique you claim
Real west side n***a, come equipped with game
You claim you f** with Caleb but he f**ed your wife
We bust on Rich Homies n***as duck for life
Ya'll ducks for life, ya'll gone duck for life
Can't believe ya'll n***as had the guts to try
But, uhh, no apologies, I beat the beat up like Apollo Creed
Uh I don't need none of that sh**
Huh, none of you n***as with none of that sh**
n***a play with me then we comin' back quick
Pull up, top seater, chopper, people come quick
Poppa got a barbershop on bank-head
What the f** a p**y n***a thinkin'?
Boy you must really think I'm green now
Your momma still stay over there by greenbriar
Yeah, Draeden want the beef but I guess you dead
Boy you know they comin' for that sh** you said
f**in' with a youngin' with a fam full of takers
Now you bout to feel the wrath of your maker
n***a I hit 'em up
A lot of shooters though
Everybody got they time on the feature though
I'm the future without Future flow
Uh, Shoutout to Future though, you been stealin' that
And they shootin' about Skooly
So please don't make me put them bars on your medulla though
On the hill where ain't nothing but fam be hangin'
Naan n***a in my family bangin'
Ain't no splittin' that
And he say he had his boys out to get me
Shout out my n***a Sid he from the 60's, n***a, we hit 'em up
In campanella park with the 'ru's
I think they got my squad them confused, n***a, we hit 'em up
Yeah, real blacc Jon gotti sh** n***a
It's straight like the homie
b**h a**
Real westisde n***a
It was a rich kidz before it was a rich homie n***a
How that sound?
How y'all let that sh** go?
How y'all let that sh** through the media n***a?
f** outta here!
Real n***as do real things and real n***as gone see where I'm coming from and they gone know whats real
I know that's real