The Real G Money

As these drugs alter my heartbeat

Ain't been taking my medication, don't get me started, G

Hustling, jacking, murder, and macking been such a part of me

Such an evil seed, wonder what will my son or daughter be?

Killers

I'm too crazy, ain't fit to raise 'em

Streets might send yo daddy off on vacation or early grave him

Asked my pastor, is there some special place in heaven for gangsters?

In the eighth grade I was selling eight-balls off that pager, put it on my nation

I'm done living out my shoebox

Crack rock cooking on two pots

Came up in the school of the ski mask

Where you quick to make a punk bitch move out

I'm raised way deep on the east side

Right next to the Dorie Miller projects

GDs, Vice Lords on the same set

Wear ya hat the wrong way, you get popped at

And I got a hundred round drum on the AK

Killed a nigga and his homeboy the same day

Now I'm looking for the third motherfucker cause I burn motherfuckers in the rap game same way

And the label never gave no fucks

Tell 'em only thing that dropped was these nuts

Thinking that I'm playing with niggas cuz I don't cater to niggas

I just be taking from niggas and I be waiting for niggas to get

[Hook:]

Let's get it started

Ho, we don't need no water, burn 'em

Let's get it started

Ho, we don't need no water, burn 'em

Let's get it started

Ho, we don't need no water

Cause I woke up, lit my smoke up, cooked my dope up, and said fuck the world

Woke up, lit my smoke up, and said fuck the world

Woke up, cooked my dope up, and said fuck the world

Woke up, lit my smoke up, and said fuck the world

Woke up, cooked my dope up, and said fuck the world

If you gangsta and you know a nigga stacking bands

Whether you knee-deep in them kilos or you sacking grams

This life we live, man, it's so cutthroat make you clap your friends

No ambulance, they just took their bodies in matching vans

Please call the coroner, left some trash on my corner, bruh

I was on tour for the summer, every bitch I fucked was a foreigner

And your bitch was a bust it, met the whole click, fucked, and recorded her

Got some top at the Marriot, dropped her off in the morning

Girl, my morning cup of coffee is a double cup of syrup

Don't take orders from no nigga, fuck your boss and fuck the world

And I'm good in every hood, don't need no passes or referral

Me and crack go way back like starter caps and jheri curls

Whip it girl

[Bridge x2:]

From a G to a kilo

To a mill from a motherfucking zero

4-5 when I look through the peephole

Nigga, I'm the real G Money, no Nino

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