Really Be (smokin N Drinkin) Lyrics - My Krazy Life - Yg

I woke up this morning, I had a boner 

I went to sleep last night with no bitch, nigga, I was a loner 

I be going through shit, losin' bitches and homies 

If I don't make it with this rap shit, nigga, I might be homeless 

My moms don't got a job, my pop's checks ain't enough 

If ain't bringin' home that money, my whole family is fucked 

I swear I move like the mob, I'm watchin' movies too much 

If niggas wanted you dead, what would you suggest? 

They wonder why I do drugs and hang with thugs 

Since I made it the city hated, wait, where is the love? 

I ride around with my gun, this is not for fun 

I stay protected cause my homie just took one to the lung 

Had him on life support, where's the family support? 

He knew who shot him, but he ain't even show up in court 

Yeah, that's a real G, nigga, he on a kill spree, nigga 

The homie popped him so I hope he don't kill me, nigga 

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That's why I really be smokin' and I really be drinkin' 

That's why I really be smokin' and I really be drinkin' 

That's why I really be smokin' and I really be drinkin' 

I be going through some things, you don't know what I've been thinkin' 

Now I'm ridin' through traffic with 2Pac blastin' 

With a bitch that's irritatin' from all these questions she askin' 

Like what bitches I fucked, when, how and where 

You ain't my main bitch so why the fuck do you care 

That's why bitches get fucked, then turn around and get left 

Somebody need to teach them less talk, more sex 

I'm pressed when I'm stressed, my granny tell me I'm blessed 

Well, why the fuck do Jesus Christ got me goin' through this shit? 

Everybody need favors, what happens if I go broke? 

Or say I ain't got it, then buy my lolo some new spokes 

Right up in your fake setup, fuck you up like some mace 

So fuck your handout, give a young nigga some space 

Give a nigga some Ace, give me a blunt that's laced 

Sprinkle some molly in it, watch me take this shit to my face 

The snitch is the shooter, they took time away from his case 

Holy shit, oh lawd, where is the world today? 

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I swear this industry shit, to me is one big ass lick 

I walk inside of a buildin', tell the A&R nigga strip 

Tell 'em I need all of my chips, my life been known Section 8 

I've been a welfare case, AFDC pump fake 

Meanwhile I'm grindin' cause drug money ain't like rap money 

Four white kilo snow bunny, equal one whole show, dummy 

I'm on this tour bus and I'm fucked up, I got a bad call, they killed Braze 

They killed Chad my big homie Pup 

Puppy eyes in my face, bruh, and I've really been drinkin' 

Why the fuck I've really been smokin'? 

What the fuck, I'm the sober one 

When I'm so stressed out I can't focus 

Hideout when I ride out, ski mask with the eyes out 

Speed past in the Cutlass-me and little Ocho 

And we young nigga hop out 

2 tears in a bucket, I feel like fuck it 

That's the price of fame, recognize my pain, that's all I know 

All alone, but I'm out here though 

Call my troops like vamonos 

I'm on this tour bus and I'm fucked up 

I got a bad call, and it's all bad 

Off OG with my OG and some OE, by the tall glass