Be Here For A While Lyrics - Nipsey Hussle

(Look) Blue cup, black gun 

Paid dues, that's done 

Favors from me, can't ask none 

Black eyed the game and got passed on 

Me, I kept this shit super solid 

Came up, and nigga you acknowledge 

See me in my coupe, I got stupid dollars 

I'm a dropout but now I speak at colleges 

Ironic, I'm honest 

I get paid to speak my mind, and it's crazy to me 

Just pay me fooly, if I wrote a script it'd be a crazy movie 

About my life, about rolling dice, about taking risks 

You gotta know the price, gotta know yourself, on the coldest nights 

Can't turn it down, you gotta own the fight 

Win, lose, or draw, you could ball 

You could've kept it real, but nigga, you'sa fraud 

Before you get the shit, you gotta lose it all 

And then you find yourself and see that you'sa God 

And that's real shit, thousand hundred dollar bill shit 

Front hood to the hills shit, like how the fuck did we build this 

Real shit, look 

Blue cup, black gun 

Paid dues, that's done 

Favors from me, can't ask none 

Came in the game then I passed up 

I can't stop, won't stop 

I'm the type to get more guap 

You the type to fasho flop 

I'm from Brynhurst and them dope spots 

[?] It's hard run this fast, n these haters don't care, n they see it and they stop, sittin on them bladez with the blowed out brains, smoking kush n switchin lanes, see the only thing I think about is how the sound might fall, please don't stop until the beat comes home, oh 

(Aye, check it out, look) 

I'm still runnin' laps, takin' fades, I still run it back 

Talkin' guns, I got a hundred straps 

And I be in your bush if you fuck with' fats, that's a fact 

I don't fuck with' rats 

This boss life, I got a lust for that 

Pullin' up at Sak's, blow a hundred sacks in my V12 

I don't fuckin' slack, not at all 

I gotta ball, they shot my dog 

Rest in peace, my nigga, Frog 

Life is short, nigga, then it's gone 

But in the mean time we tryna get it all 

You should get involved, I'm really raw 

Before this rap shit, I really balled 

Alpina's, nigga, on white Lincoln's, nigga 

Black beamers, nigga, they can't see us, nigga (naw) 

Sometimes I get so offended by it 

Don't compare me to none of these fuckin' liars 

I'm fuckin' flyer, I'm fuckin' realer 

Play with' me, I'll be a fuckin' killer 

Seven takes with' no fuckin' filler 

Now victory laps my fuckin' thriller 

If you broke, I ain't fuckin' with' you 

Unless you went broke while you was fuckin' with' me 

Then you bounce back cause it's nothing really 

We gone do it big 'til they fuckin' kill me 

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