City Mad YG (Ft. Mozzy & Slim 400)

[Intro]
Lord help me father
Protect me from all enemies all evil all together
I promise on bloods

[Hook: YG]
Right now my city mad
Everybody tryna make it, have my homies doing bad
Damn I got get this cash
Gotta keep a clear mind, gotta keep one in the stash
Got [redacted] so sad
Caught him with his kids still took what he had
Right now my city mad
Everybody tryna get it but don't know where it's at

[Verse 1: YG]
All the finessers gone hate me
But y'all better watch out for that Karo in that Lean
Y'all better watch out for them fake blues
If that M-30 ain't dotted up that ain't true
The city mad cause everybody ain't got it
You do what you want when you poppin'
But everybody ain't popping'
I'm like the only one out the city dropping
So they gotta fuck with me, they ain't got an option
And I know niggas hate that
I got this far I wasn't supposed to make it
Moving like a boss with niggas I knew from way back
Gun case, for a check I got someone to take that
Known fact, don't get caught without the ham'
Cause they'll leave your body shots on Instagram
The nineteen-nineties all the crips was poppin'
But now the Damus got it