Really Be (Smokin' N Drinkin') (feat. Kendrick Lamar)

[YG]

I woke up this morning, I had a boner

I went to sleep last night with no bitch, nigga, I was a loner

I be going through shit, losin' bitches and homies

If I don't make it with this rap shit, nigga, 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 fucked

I swear I move like the mob, I'm watchin' movies too much

If niggas want it, you're dead, what would you suggest?

They wonder why I do drugs 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, nigga, he on a kill spree, nigga

The homie popped him so I hope he don't kill me, nigga

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'

Now I'm ridin' through traffic with 2Pac blastin'

With a bitch that's irritatin' from all these questions she askin'

Like what bitches I fucked, when, how and where

You ain't my main bitch so why the fuck do you care

That's why bitches get fucked, then turn around and get left

Somebody need to teach them less talk, more sex

I'm pressed when I'm stressed, my granny tell me I'm blessed

Well, why the fuck do Jesus Christ got me goin' through this shit?

Everybody need favors, what happens if I go broke?

Or say I ain't got it then buy my

Right up in your fake setup, fuck you up like some mace

So fuck your handout, give a young nigga some space

Give a nigga some Ace, give me a blunt that's laced

Sprinkle some molly in it, watch me take this shit to my face

The snitch is the shooter, they took time away from his case

Holy shit, oh lawd, where is the world today?

[Kendrick Lamar]

I smoke this industry shit, to me it's one big ass lick

I walk inside of a buildin', tell the A&R nigga 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 fucked up, I got a bad call, they killed

They killed Chad my big homie Pup

Puppy eyes in my face, bro, and I've really been drinkin'

Why the fuck I've really been smokin'?

What the fuck, 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-lass-me and little Ocho

And we young nigga hop out

2 tears in a bucket, I feel like fuck 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 fucked up

I got a bad call, and it's all bad

Of OG with my OG and some OE, but the tall glass