Tell'em Bo Your baby sister here up in the studio Gettin down my life is the illest Only trap hard with the real of realest Thuggin going hard with my bro and his homies Had no choice it was just us mama left us lonely Chillin posted up at the crib i loved to listen to my bros music then he hit me with the SPM Shit big chillin and im only 12 years old Out in the streets didn't care if it was cold I kept posted learned a lot from them niggas Showed me what was survival of the fittest Can't stand when people just dry as hating Trying be my friend but they end up fakin Don't fucks with my shit i be from the hood Yall jealous as fools just ain't no good Repping fo' the hood G I stay on my hustle Out here in these streets Gotta make sure that my family eats Repping fo' the hood G Come around put it down Cook it up real slow Making sure I got the best for the ones who blow Smoking, chasing, Im serving the feins Gotta show them love, man they be the money On some real shit I love my hood Gotta keep G thats a fact its understood All of me is in I stay on my hustle Fuck with me or my players ya gonna get the muscle So just stay in your lane and we should be straight If you down with the shit get the fuck out my face Playa made 100 most definitely Got the killas with lead for sure on my team Ready to put down who ever be trippen especially the ones the ones who be squealin Repping fo' the hood G I stay on my hustle Out here in these streets Gotta make sure that my family eats Repping fo' the hood G