Gun Hill (Interlude) (Remastered) Lyrics

But my homies always held me down

Lift me up from up off that ground it's

All I need

I'd like to welcome you all

To my so called life

I bear it all no cold Coors light

Most of these niggas thinking

They the dog type

But ready to pussy out

Like an old porn site

We real

I told you that I'm from the back block

Where niggas sold crack rocks

In their stash spots

This not an act stop

Dealers toss bricks like a bad shot

Just to tell stories like your grand pops

Original gangsters

Our philosophers that know these

Streets like the back of their hand

Get no sleep

We scheme in the back of the van There's no jeeps

Our feet stuck in between the green With no cleats

How we live ya'll

How we live how we live poor

Ain't got no pot to piss in

There's no reason to dish wash

Stay grime and gritty

All my homies grind the city

The only nigga living fine is Diddy

All my weed head niggas

Go and fire he spiff

Always rolling up a Timberland Remind me of Missy

So stay trippy

I drink I stay tipsy

And a bitch could fuck my dick all night

But won't kiss me

This is real shit

I ain't starving for a deal quick

I'm ain't tricking on no ill bitch

Got guys ready to ball

And give chips

You're an eight but this stalling

Got me real pissed

Yeah this year I'm on my grey cloud shit

That disappointed look

With your face down bitch

This is me and my dogs on our stray pound shit

Put the sign in front of the door

We can't allow this

I'm a Gun Hill nigga I was on that wild shit

Nostalgic to the days

When a fucking thousand

Was a lot of money the money wasn't important

We fucking bitches wild crazy

Our condoms was Norton

Protecting us from any virus

Still did it without it

I heard J Cole and yeah pussy is power

Cowards a real man never ditch his boys

A real man never trips he just picks his poise

A real man nurture his kids and brings them joy

This for my homies smoking loud And never kill the noise

Put the towel under the door for sure

Living life for the fullest

Ain't got to worry no more

I think about all my sins

And every single wrong I did it's

All I need

It's for my niggas

Strictly for my homies what up

But my homies always held me down

Lift me up from up off that ground it's

All I need

It's for my niggas

Strictly for my niggas what up