Yeah I'm in the field
And I've been riding around my town making deals
In the city of the O where you know shit gets real
And these people always hating like shit I'm a heel
And I got a couple homies with the steel
And you know that they always keep it concealed
And I had to live those nights when I didn't have a meal
I've been going through the lots hitting automobiles
And I'm never a witness
F*ck the piglets
Never talking to the cops is my business
Staying quiet bout the hood is my best interest
You say you ain't tryna fight but you was talking all that Yiddish
When she looked at me she started grinning
She said my body looked so motherf*cking twiggish
But she was screaming out loud when I was in it
And you know I didn't have a child when I was finished
Let me talk my shit
I've been f*cking on one ho, f*ck that other bitch
I've been counting up that dough, I've been spending it
I want something more to smoke, roll another spliff
Let me take a hit
I've been sipping on that mud, that prometh I sip
And I double up that cup, so the ice won't drip
And I don't really give a f*ck, I don't give a shit
Growing up in them projects there wasn't different days
Everyday was the same when you gotta live this way
And I'm tagging on these walls cause I love to spray
And I love when the pigs like to partake in a chase
Kicking back in the hood sipping lean and smoking dank
Chilling with some real vatos never with no jakes
Mob it to the liquor store or the marketplace
Let me buy a bag Turbos and a Gatorade