Real Shit Young Chop

[Intro]
Who the fuck is that? (Dmac on the fuckin' track)
(DrellOnTheTrack)

[Verse]
High, I can't come down from this
I can't move, I'm paralyzed and shit
I got demons in my closet, yeah
I got mo' problems than money and shit, yeah
I can't move my face, I'm too high
Yeah, sometimes I look at the walls and I just cry
I can't ask the Lord why
He can't give me nothin' I can't have, though
Dig in my heart, I would've shoveled
It's so much shit on my mind, I damn near lost hope
These niggas playin' with my bread, they go get smoke
That's why I walk around with my head high, high

[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, take off like a rocket
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, got that .30 in my pocket
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, nigga tweakin', I'ma pop him
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, nigga tweakin', I'ma pop him, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, take off like a rocket
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, got that .30 in my pocket
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, nigga tweakin', I'ma pop him
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, nigga tweakin', I'ma pop him, yeah