[Intro: B.G.]
It's that feel good joint right here
[Chorus: B.G.]
I'm livin' my life (Life), a beautiful life (Life)
Still gutter with it (Gutter) and let go of the trife
Gucci and Gizzle home (Home), right where we belong (Belong)
Real niggas change (Change), we call that gangster clones
Still carry the stick (Stick) to protect all my shit (All of it)
My family, the people 'round me, and all of my clique (Yeah)
Still reppin' the hood (Hood), for the greater good (Good)
Let's get this understood, trip, you'll bе gone for good (Out of here)
[Verse 1: B.G.]
Streets say wе a breath of fresh air
Fresh out, hot girl tryna put that pussy on me (Tryna)
Fuck niggas plottin' to jump out bushes on me (Damn)
I got my Louis book sack with 'bout fifty on me (Yeah)
Niggas start droppin', grab that trigger and start pullin' on it (Yeah)
Real stand-up nigga, been 'bout mine (Been)
Hated when COs made me stand up from countin' time (Hated that)
You know it's on, they lettin' real niggas out now (They is)
Real bitches all in line, they like, "It's 'bout time" ('Bout time)
I had to cop a sports truck and a Cullinan (Cullinan)
Please don't be runnin' up on me, I ain't them other guys (Ain't them other)
I got a bitch named Dina, yeah, the yellow kind (Yellow kind)
She really look me in my eyes when she be suckin' mine (Woo)
I got a chopper, you'll die, left in front of mine (In front of mine)
Black dresses, black ties if you fuck with mine
Elevated, took my game to the next level, they know it (Know it)
You hear that engine roarin' (Vroom)
I'm on one, it's showin'
It's that feel good joint right here
[Chorus: B.G.]
I'm livin' my life (Life), a beautiful life (Life)
Still gutter with it (Gutter) and let go of the trife
Gucci and Gizzle home (Home), right where we belong (Belong)
Real niggas change (Change), we call that gangster clones
Still carry the stick (Stick) to protect all my shit (All of it)
My family, the people 'round me, and all of my clique (Yeah)
Still reppin' the hood (Hood), for the greater good (Good)
Let's get this understood, trip, you'll bе gone for good (Out of here)
[Verse 1: B.G.]
Streets say wе a breath of fresh air
Fresh out, hot girl tryna put that pussy on me (Tryna)
Fuck niggas plottin' to jump out bushes on me (Damn)
I got my Louis book sack with 'bout fifty on me (Yeah)
Niggas start droppin', grab that trigger and start pullin' on it (Yeah)
Real stand-up nigga, been 'bout mine (Been)
Hated when COs made me stand up from countin' time (Hated that)
You know it's on, they lettin' real niggas out now (They is)
Real bitches all in line, they like, "It's 'bout time" ('Bout time)
I had to cop a sports truck and a Cullinan (Cullinan)
Please don't be runnin' up on me, I ain't them other guys (Ain't them other)
I got a bitch named Dina, yeah, the yellow kind (Yellow kind)
She really look me in my eyes when she be suckin' mine (Woo)
I got a chopper, you'll die, left in front of mine (In front of mine)
Black dresses, black ties if you fuck with mine
Elevated, took my game to the next level, they know it (Know it)
You hear that engine roarin' (Vroom)
I'm on one, it's showin'
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