Still Brazy
Y.G.
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Ayy! This shit This shit, this shit My life, my life Nigga this shit brazy Nigga shit brazy This shit, this shit This shit brazy This shit, this shit This shit brazy Nigga this shit brazy, oh Lord, oh! Nigga this shit brazy Look at my life Been through it all, got bullet wounds twice Still don't know where it came from, yikes (Why everybody want a piece of my pie?) I, I, gotta keep guns with me Shit real, I ain't tryna be pretty Paranoia got this Henny in my kidney 'Cause I don't know if they're with me or against me They always said this was how it's gon' be But me, I ain't wanna believe They don't wanna see a nigga with the green The reason for the 40 cal with the beam The devil's on me, got me trippin' I used to party out with Scotty like Pippen Now I don't trust niggas, and I stopped invitin' bitches Over to the crib, they can't know where I'm livin' Shit brazy (Brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy) This shit, nigga, this shit brazy (Brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy) Oh this shit, this shit This shit brazy (Brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy) Oh Lord, oh Lord, nigga this shit brazy (Brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy) Oh shit, this shit, this shit This shit brazy Verse two, verse two I got too much to spit for verse two Just be careful on how you approach dude 'Cause he done already heard about what you wanna do Paranoia, paranoia Paranoia down in killer California What's their motive? What's their motive? Shit, I'm the closest with some money that they know of Lady problems, family problems Homies problems, all this drama On my mama, this the type of shit you sweat out in the sauna Grandma pray for me, devil keep away from me Fell out with my day one, that was my ace to me Mind blown, somethin' different when I'm on All this shit got me in another rhyme zone Lately, I've been at home I grab the pistol when I answer the door 'Cause shit brazy (Brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy) This shit, nigga, this shit brazy (Brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy) Oh this shit, this shit This shit brazy (Brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy) Oh Lord, oh Lord, nigga this shit brazy (Brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy) This shit, this shit This shit brazy I ain't F with this, but I F with this Can't complain about it, gotta find out where he gonna master it Gotta put cameras all around the crib Gotta, gotta wear the vest like a bib Got some, got some problems, a whole lot 'em So I stay dangerous, Osama Nigga say they heard about a million dollars So I gotta bulletproof the Impala Man I'm 'bout to lose it Homies I'm confused with Money get involved, it's all bad, they switch too quick It's too sick, thought you was realer, my nigga Got popped, you ain't do shit Thought you was my killer, my nigga Oh! Shit get realer, my nigga When niggas know you gettin' skrilla, my nigga I don't know what's gotten into my nigga Close from day one, I was with him, my nigga This shit brazy This shit, nigga, this shit brazy (Brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy) Oh this shit, this shit This shit brazy (Brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy) Oh Lord, oh Lord, nigga this shit brazy (Brazy, brazy, brazy, brazy) This shit, this shit This shit brazy
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Written by: KEENON JACKSON, TYRONE GRIFFIN JR., SAMUEL AHANA, WILLIAM CURTIS, JOHN FLIPPIN
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