Mama Always Told Me

[Hook] Man, it's like my papa always told me Watch it when you cross them streets Chilling with your homies Drinking 40's and you're smoking weed [Verse 1] See, I was a bad boy Playing with my papa's crew and bumping Hugo Crenshaw Looking out the window catching indo from my pops plant Dreaming about the hoes you get when rolling with the big dogs Killers, and I never seen him mad once Cleaning off my fat pumps in my P.E clothes Watching as my pops caught his walk with a G stroke Pulling out his cake and I swore he had 3 rolls Damn, I wanna be like those guys, the negroes The menace to society's, public enemies Chuck Taylors and white tees, that reminds me [Hook] Mama always told me Watch it when you in 'em streets Cause you be chilling with your homies Making ruckus on them hip-hop beats [Verse 2] See my cousin was an MC Wrote a couple verses, but at first his shit sucked Got sick, but then he dropped it just to get cheese I took his mic and found a nigga with an MP We made a classic cause I shit quotes Changed the game in 6 months Give 'em what these kids want Started blowing big blunts Fucking off my shits drunk Filling cups, killing guts Living up to what these white folks said it was Just to dumb niggas up Having fun and getting drunk Smoking all my hope up in a blunt I'm fucking up [Hook] It's like my papa always told me Watch it when you in 'em streets You be chilling with your homies Drinking 40's and you're smoking weed [Verse 3] Yeah, this is for the OG's They used to call me Jean Junior, you the next Yes, you was right, Blu is like a vet Already yet I'm only 22 up in a booth Giving truth, black Aiming at the hearts of niggas arguing for 16 puffs It's like they rather shoot gats than change [?] Live life and change [?] and kids like [Hook] My mama always told me Watch it when you in 'em streets Chilling with your homies Making ruckus on them hip-hop beats [Verse 4] West coast up in the host and finna blow the fuckinf roof off Loading, holding truth to shoot the first fool to move, dawg Think he Superman with his suit off And you ain't half man, half amazing You half man, RuPaul, you broad Can't believe you telling niggas you hard A 2 star soldier sold his up over too large for new cars with too far To see the season changing, ain't it raining came and swayed us Mr. Hityah Bitch