YG - Really Be (Smokin' N Drinkin') lyrics

(feat. Kendrick Lamar) [Verse 1: YG] I woke up this morning, I had a bo*er I went to sleep last night with no b**h, n***a, I was a loner I be going through sh**, losin' b**hes and homies If I don't make it with this rap sh**, n***a, I might be homeless My moms don't got a job, my pop's checks ain't enough If ain't bringin' home that money, my whole family is f**ed I swear I move like the mob, I'm watchin' movies too much If n***as want it, you're dead, what would you suggest? They wonder why I do d** and hang with thugs Since I made it the city hated, wait, where is the love? I ride around with my gun, this is not for fun I stay protected cause my homie just took one to the lung Had him on life support, where's the family support? He knew who shot him, but he ain't even show up in court Yeah, that's a real G, n***a, he on a k** spree, n***a The homie popped him so I hope he don't k** me, n***a [Hook x2: YG] That's why I really be smokin' and I really be drinkin' That's why I really be smokin' and I really be drinkin' That's why I really be smokin' and I really be drinkin' I be going through some things, you don't know what I've been thinkin' [Verse 2: YG] Now I'm ridin' through traffic with 2Pac blastin' With a b**h that's irritatin' from all these questions she askin' Like what b**hes I f**ed, when, how and where You ain't my main b**h so why the f** do you care That's why b**hes get f**ed, then turn around and get left Somebody need to teach them less talk, more s** I'm pressed when I'm stressed, my granny tell me I'm blessed Well, why the f** do Jesus Christ got me goin' through this sh**? Everybody need favors, what happens if I go broke? Or say I ain't got it, then buy my lolo some new spokes Right up in your fake setup, f** you up like some mace So f** your handout, give a young n***a some space Give a n***a some Ace, give me a blunt that's laced Sprinkle some molly in it, watch me take this sh** to my face The snitch is the shooter, they took time away from his case Holy sh**, oh lawd, where is the world today? [Hook] [Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar] I smoke this industry sh**, to me it's one big a** lick I walk inside of a buildin', tell the A&R n***a strip Tell 'em I need all of my chips, my life been known Section 8 I've been a welfare case, AFDC pump fake Meanwhile I'm grindin' cause drug money ain't like rap money Four white kilo snow bunny, equal one whole show, dummy I'm on this tour bus and I'm f**ed up, I got a bad call, they k**ed Braze They k**ed Chad my big homie Pup Puppy eyes in my face, bro, and I've really been drinkin' Why the f** I've really been smokin'? What the f**, I'm the sober one When I'm so stressed out I can't focus Hideout when I ride out, ski mask with the eyes out Speed past in the Cut-la**-me and little Ocho And we young n***a hop out 2 tears in a bucket, I feel like f** it That's the price of fame, recognize my pain, that's all I know All alone, but I'm out here though Call my troops like vamonos I'm on this tour bus and I'm f**ed up I got a bad call, and it's all bad Of OG with my OG and some OE, but the tall gla** [Hook]