Giggs - Explaination lyrics

[Verse: Giggs] Living in a cracked-out environment Where n***as moving packs in varieties Whatever I ask papi for He knows he's gotta match my requirements Straps will be firing Next thing you'll hear batches of sirens Every little n***a wants to rush Get their stash out and buy a ting Been in some f**ed up predicaments Where some particulars had me up on some vigilance These n***as went and f**ed with originals I draw for the strap and left them f**ed up ridiculous These n***as ain't seen what I have and Nearly lost their life on the field 'cause their gat jammed Clapped man, sh** got hectic and I backed man f**ed up life that I'm living as a black man Everybody rates Giggs I could focus on rap but everybody makes hits Nowadays everbody takes sniff I want my stack tight like the dad from Everybody Hates Chris Even though I'm from the flipping ghetto When I go shopping I'm a picky fellow That's why the stitching in the AJ's are flipping yellow Then I go home, kick back Blow dro, sip 'yac Zone out, script wrap Make a phone call, then I strip yats And I ain't talking bout I'm talking 'bout some look-a-like Halle Berry's Plus a cognac's already ready Fling a p**no on the screen of my heavy telly [Outro: Giggs] Christ What kinda mixtape is this I know bare n***as out there chatting sh** Like they're on man's level on this rap ting But obviously, man ain't making mixtapes like this Where you don't have to skip sh**, you get me I listen to these othese mixtapes out there, bare skippage 1 to 7 to 16! Trust me fam But this is pure quality Hollowman, Blade, we do this ting Mixtapes in 2 weeks it's nothing Cut that Saj