Really Be (Smokin N Drinkin)

[Verse 1: YG] I woke up this morning, I had a boner I went to sleep last night with no bitch, nigga, I was a loner I be goin' through shit, losin' bitches and homies If I don't make it with this rap shit, nigga, I might be homeless My moms don't got a job, my pops's checks ain't enough If ain't bringin' home that money, my whole family is fucked That's why I move like the mob, I'm watchin' movies too much If niggas wanted you dead, what would you suggest? They wonder why I do drugs and hang with thugs Since I made it, the city hate it—wait, where is the love? I ride around with my gun, this is not for fun I stay protected 'cause my homie just took one to the lung Had him on life support, with his family support He knew who shot him, but he ain't even show up in court Yeah, that's a real G, nigga, he on a kill spree, nigga The homie popped him, so I hope he don't kill me, nigga [Chorus: YG] That's why I really be smokin' and I really be drinkin' That's why I really be smokin' and I really be drinkin' That's why I really be smokin' and I really be drinkin' I be goin' through some things, you don't know what I be thinkin' That's why I really be smokin' and I really be drinkin' That's why I really be smokin' and I really be drinkin' That's why I really be smokin' and I really be drinkin' I be goin' through some things, you don't know what I be thinkin' [Verse 2: YG] Now I'm ridin' through traffic, with 2Pac blastin' With a bitch that's irritatin' from all these questions she askin' Like what bitches I fucked, when, how and where? You ain't my main bitch, so why the fuck do you care? That's why bitches get fucked and turn around and get left Somebody need to teach them "less talk, more sex" I'm pressed when I'm stressed, my granny tell me I'm blessed Well, why the fuck do Jesus Christ got me goin' through this shit? Everybody need favors—what happen if I go broke? Or say I ain't got it, and buy my low-low some spokes? Right up in your face, said, "I'll fuck you up like some mace" So fuck your handout, give a young nigga some space Give a nigga some Ace, give me a blunt that's laced Sprinkle some molly in it, watch me take this shit to my face The snitch is the shooter, they took time away from his case Holy shit, oh Lord, where is the world today?! [Chorus: YG] That's why I really be smokin' and I really be drinkin' That's why I really be smokin' and I really be drinkin' That's why I really be smokin' and I really be drinkin' I be goin' through some things, you don't know what I be thinkin' That's why I really be smokin' and I really be drinkin' That's why I really be smokin' and I really be drinkin' That's why I really be smokin' and I really be drinkin' I be goin' through some things, you don't know what I be thinkin' [Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar] I swear this industry shit, to me, is one big-ass lick I walk inside of a buildin', tell a A&R nigga "strip" Tell 'em I need all of my chips, my life been on Section 8 I've been a welfare case, AFDC pump fake Meanwhile, I'm grindin', 'cause drug money ain't like rap money Four white kilos, snow-bunny, equal one whole show, dummy I'm on this tour bus and I'm fucked up I got a bad call, they killed Braze They killed Chad, my big homie Pupp Puppy eyes on my face, bruh And I really be drinkin', why the fuck I really been smokin'? What the fuck? I'm the sober one Man, I'm so stressed out, I can't focus Hide out when I ride out, ski mask with the eyes out Speed past in the Cutlass, me and little Ocho Have a young nigga, hop out Two tears in a bucket, I feel like "fuck it" The price of fame, recognize my pain, it's all I know All-out war, but I'm out here though Call my troops like, "Vamonos" I'm on this tour bus, and I'm fucked up I got a bad call, and it's all bad Off OG with my OG and some OE by the tall glass [Break] [Chorus: YG] That's why I really be smokin' and I really be drinkin' That's why I really be smokin' and I really be drinkin' That's why I really be smokin' and I really be drinkin' I be goin' through some things, you don't know what I be thinkin' That's why I really be smokin' and I really be drinkin' That's why I really be smokin' and I really be drinkin' That's why I really be smokin' and I really be drinkin' I be goin' through some things, you don't know what I be thinkin' [Outro] What's happenin', nigga? Said nigga got this joint, nigga gon' get somethin' real, real nice, like You gotta stop playin' me with that bullshit Nah, I'm serious though, like, already checked it out, feel me? Man, look, check this out, homie, I'm with the shits, man, you already know, what's happenin', what you tryna do? Man, nigga tryna get paid, like, is you serious or is you playin'? Nigga, is you serious, nigga? What's up, nigga? You know where I live at, nigga Nigga I'm done straight 'bout to pull up, though, nigga, for sure, I'll holler Aight, hold on, though My nigga, this shit cool? You ain't tryna, you feel me, like? Like, what's up, nigga? Nah, you my nigga, cuz!