Good Warm Up

Real life a homebody like I hate the club Nigga 20 ain't nothing but change, I don't play with dubs Yea I think I miss my cup, I ain't drink enough Don't wish jail on nobody, nigga, pray for Thug I hate the only thing that's real now, I hate the love Bro just imagine how I feel, I don't play too much I could've told you how I feel, but I don't say too much Still I don't talk too much Honey backwoods, still gotta wash it up Ain't tryna give the addy, he still gotta cough it up Ain't tryna slide without me, still couldn't talk to us Like nigga, hell nah Pulled up with the L's, tried to tell y'all All my opps, broke as hell, ain't even gettin' bail bonds I be on the scene, blowin' skunk till the smell gone I be locked in with Pac-Man till the mail gone And I ain't finna front shit, nigga, hell nah Who the f*ck you think I am, they ain't tell y'all Broke down a nugg, this bitch smocking newky Backwood smooth, why's it talkin' to me H-O-F, load out like it's Call of Duty I want the money and the love, not a lot of booty Gwen Stefani on me, baby, holla to me I'm blamin' everyone, but KB feel like Lil Woody You call me anything but fake, I split that dollar with him Even when I was on my last, had my pockets empty I fell in love the first time that I popped that semi Yea, ayy Real life a homebody like I hate the club Nigga 20 ain't nothing but change, I don't play with dubs Yea I think I miss my cup, I ain't drink enough Don't wish jail on nobody, nigga, pray for Thug I hate the only thing that's real now, I hate the love Bro just imagine how I feel, I don't play too much I could've told you how I feel, but I don't say too much