You Know Young Roddy (Ft. Trademark Da Skydiver)

[Intro: Young Roddy]
(Good Sense)
(AJ Beats)
Life
(Good Sense)
Life

[Verse 1: Young Roddy]
Uh
I bet a real bitch gon' pick up when a real nigga call, girl
I'm tired as hell with no days off
That pussy good I might dose off
I bet a real bitch gon' stay there if her man get locked behind bars
Homie call home like "what my son doin'?
And keep my kitty cat warm for me"
I bet a real nigga gone stand tall whenever times gettin' mad hard
Boy, we was raised up on that G-Code
It's trap life like its legal
I bet a real nigga gon' take care of them kids, fuck them broads
Boy, it's heartless out here, had to hustle
I don't want none of that for my youngin'
Like BIG said, I get money
Til' God callin' my number
Tryin to make it out of this jungle
Smoke that la-la-la for my troubles
Was flat broke, no stuntin
So that la-la-la to get money
Them shots ringin', they bustin'
Got my block hot as a oven
I'm young, rich and I'm famous
I can't forget about thuggin'
They say I'm all the way buggin'
Smoke that reefer all up in public
I'm lickin' shots at them haters
Stay the fuck away from my huddle
Either way them hoes gon' feel me
Tell them niggas hate it or love it, nigga