[Trae]
I feel it everytime that I hit the corner, bitch niggas be hating me
Been G since '93, and ain't no way they fin to be fading me
I roll with gorillas, and plus the hood is my habitat
All the real gon ride with Trae, and anything else see we ain't having that
I put this motherfucker on vibe, before I be going out like a part
They know my wheels, made displays out of my scars
So I'm real with it, they can just might get you killed with it
So I'm all alone inside my Chevrolet, plotting to get a mill ticket
And I'm cool, but I don't know who to trust
Even my lady flipped the script, for roach ass niggas with lust
Wish I was stress free, but since I ain't I gotta kick it where the rest be
Keeping it real to make it where the best be, test me
That ain't a good idea, cause some say I'm a asshole
Whether they like it or not, I'm gon get to see my grass grow
And I'm gon fight for it, until they see me breathless
A A.B.N. soldier, cause I was restless
[Young Noble]
From East Oakland to the H-Town, they know my name
Still nobody, still don't know my pain
Growing up in the game, I feel restless young but a old nigga
Seen too much too fast, it's fucking with my soul nigga
Born to be a outlaw, traveled down the road
Most of y'all never been, hope you don't wanna go
I tell em young nigga, don't try to be like me
Be better than me, be the best you can be
They feel the good die young, soldier you ain't done
Ninety percent of us, don't even get to make it out the slum
A.B.N., I use to cop the fat dime from Sabian
Come back to the hood and get blown, I was a baby then
Baby when I was younger, somebody should of told me
To slow down youngster, I know it's some'ing better for you
Then hugging this Glock, and ducking these cops
Then sent me the angel, in the form of pop
I feel it everytime that I hit the corner, bitch niggas be hating me
Been G since '93, and ain't no way they fin to be fading me
I roll with gorillas, and plus the hood is my habitat
All the real gon ride with Trae, and anything else see we ain't having that
I put this motherfucker on vibe, before I be going out like a part
They know my wheels, made displays out of my scars
So I'm real with it, they can just might get you killed with it
So I'm all alone inside my Chevrolet, plotting to get a mill ticket
And I'm cool, but I don't know who to trust
Even my lady flipped the script, for roach ass niggas with lust
Wish I was stress free, but since I ain't I gotta kick it where the rest be
Keeping it real to make it where the best be, test me
That ain't a good idea, cause some say I'm a asshole
Whether they like it or not, I'm gon get to see my grass grow
And I'm gon fight for it, until they see me breathless
A A.B.N. soldier, cause I was restless
[Young Noble]
From East Oakland to the H-Town, they know my name
Still nobody, still don't know my pain
Growing up in the game, I feel restless young but a old nigga
Seen too much too fast, it's fucking with my soul nigga
Born to be a outlaw, traveled down the road
Most of y'all never been, hope you don't wanna go
I tell em young nigga, don't try to be like me
Be better than me, be the best you can be
They feel the good die young, soldier you ain't done
Ninety percent of us, don't even get to make it out the slum
A.B.N., I use to cop the fat dime from Sabian
Come back to the hood and get blown, I was a baby then
Baby when I was younger, somebody should of told me
To slow down youngster, I know it's some'ing better for you
Then hugging this Glock, and ducking these cops
Then sent me the angel, in the form of pop
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