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Scale: E Minor Time Signature: 4/4 Tempo: 74 INTRO Em [Verse 1: YG] Em I woke up this morning, I had a boner Em I went to sleep last night with no bitch, nigga, I was a loner Em I be going through shit, losin' bitches and homies Em If I don't make it with this rap shit, nigga, I might be homeless Em My moms don't got a job, my pop's checks ain't enough Em If ain't bringin' home that money, my whole family is fucked Em I swear I move like the mob, I'm watchin' movies too much Em If niggas want it, you're dead, what would you suggest? Em They wonder why I do drugs and hang with thugs Em Since I made it the city hated, wait, where is the love? Em I ride around with my gun, this is not for fun Em I stay protected cause my homie just took one to the lung Em Had him on life support, where's the family support? Em He knew who shot him, but he ain't even show up in court Em Yeah, that's a real G, nigga, he on a kill spree, nigga Em The homie popped him so I hope he don't kill me, nigga [Hook: YG x2] Em That's why I really be smokin' and I really be drinkin' Em That's why I really be smokin' and I really be drinkin' Em That's why I really be smokin' and I really be drinkin' Em I be going through some things, you don't know what I've been thinkin' [Verse 2: YG] Em Now I'm ridin' through traffic with 2Pac blastin' Em With a bitch that's irritatin' from all these questions she askin' Em Like what bitches I fucked, when, how and where Em You ain't my main bitch so why the fuck do you care Em That's why bitches get fucked, then turn around and get left Em Somebody need to teach them less talk, more sex Em I'm pressed when I'm stressed, my granny tell me I'm blessed Em Well, why the fuck do Jesus Christ got me goin' through this shit? Em Everybody need favors, what happens if I go broke? Em Or say I ain't got it then buy my lolo spose Em Right up in your fake setup, fuck you up like some mace Em So fuck your handout, give a young nigga some space Em Give a nigga some Ace, give me a blunt that's laced Em Sprinkle some molly in it, watch me take this shit to my face Em The snitch is the shooter, they took time away from his case Em Holy shit, oh lord, where is the world today? [Hook: YG x2] Em That's why I really be smokin' and I really be drinkin' Em That's why I really be smokin' and I really be drinkin' Em That's why I really be smokin' and I really be drinkin' Em I be going through some things, you don't know what I've been thinkin' [Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar] Em I smoke this industry shit, to me it's one big ass lick Em I walk inside of a buildin', tell the A&R nigga strip Em Tell 'em I need all of my chips, my life been known Section 8 Em I've been a welfare case, AFDC pump fake Em Meanwhile I'm grindin' cause drug money ain't like rap money Em Four white kilo snow bunny, equal one whole show, dummy Em I'm on this tour bus and I'm fucked up, I got a bad call, they killed [?] Em They killed Chad my big homie Pup Em Puppy eyes in my face, bro, and I've really been drinkin' Em Why the fuck I've really been smokin'? Em What the fuck, I'm the sober one Em When I'm so stressed out I can't focus Em Hideout when I ride out, ski mask with the eyes out Em Speed past in the Cut-lass-me and little Ocho Em And we young nigga hop out Em 2 tears in a bucket, I feel like fuck it Em That's the price of fame, recognize my pain, that's all I know Em All alone, but I'm out here though Em Call my troops like vamonos Em I'm on this tour bus and I'm fucked up Em I got a bad call, and it's all bad Em Of OG with my OG and some OE, but the tall glass [Hook: YG x2] Em That's why I really be smokin' and I really be drinkin' Em That's why I really be smokin' and I really be drinkin' Em That's why I really be smokin' and I really be drinkin' Em I be going through some things, you don't know what I've been thinkin'