Straight Ballin'

[Intro]

Yeah, nigga

Yo, motherfuckers better know

G.I.'s finest in the motherfuckin' building

Midwest to do it

Ga–Gangsta Gibbs, nigga

Let's get it, a'ight

219, what up?

'Bout to let these motherfuckers know

Yeah, yo

[Verse 1]

I'm up before the sunrise, first they hit the block

Pocket full of weed, sellin' dimes at the bus stop

Learn to throw them thangs; give my skinny little ass [?]

And niggas laugh till the first mothefucker got blasted

I put the nigga in his casket, now they coverin' the bastard in plastic

I smoke a half-an-ounce a day, I stay burnin' the hay

Never knew that one day I'll be on the corner slangin' yay yay

Chased by the Five-O, fuck them hoes

In my city, man, it's all about survival

We gotta get up and get it, cook it, bag it and flip it

And we [?] if the pigs ever play us a visit

If you lookin' for that product, then I'm open for business

And I can get you what you need if yo [?] sufficient

They say: "How do you survive on the block tryna grind it?"

G.I. where the young niggas die, tell momma don't cry

Even when they kill me, they can never take the game from a real G

I'm straight ballin'

[Interlude]

Yeah, nigga, straight motherfuckin' ballin'

The industry, I don't have a motherfuckin' contract

It's Big Bizness, bitch, yeah, Gibbs

Y'all motherfuckers better get ready for this shit, nigga

[Verse 2]

My pockets stay on swole

I got a chicken every town that'll cook a meal for me, they ain't let me bust it down

When it come to my money, homie, I never fuck around

Silencer on my chopper, I can kill you without a sound

Dressin' down like a [?], but only on the block

Keep a Glock and my money in a knot, motherfuck the cops

I'm gettin' high, think I'll die if I don't get no [?]

I'm in the [?], but I'm ridin' like it's a Benz

I hit the strip and let my music [?]

Sippin' liquor and I'm lookin' for some hoes to fuck

I'm gettin' low on blow, I need to call my nigga Dealo

Cop another ounce, I wish it was a kilo

I need money in a major way, I'm 'bout to fuck yo bitch

I heard that hoe gettin' payed today, nigga

You other motherfuckers crawlin'

I got them thug-ass niggas from the G with me, we straight ballin'

[Outro]

Yeah, nigga, this what it is

Y'all motherfuckers [?] and get off a nigga dick, you know what I'm sayin'?

Get on yo motherfuckin' paper

Y'all motherfuckers is acting real emotional, acting like bitches, less than G's right now

We straight motherfuckin' ballin, you know what I'm sayin'?

Killin' it, nigga, 'bout this paper, like I said, you get yours

Damned if I don't, damned if you niggas do

Huh, you hatin' Freddie Gibbs, nigga, motherfuck you, nigga

Hahahaha, y'all niggas be really amazin' me, man, for real, man

You know what I'm sayin', diss records and shit, talkin' shit

Having bitches callin' the phone, hangin' up and shit

Breathin' on the phone, man, hahaha

Y'all niggas is bitches, man, for real, man

Like I said though, you know, you know what I'm sayin'?

Nah nah nah nah, but the shit that get me though in this motherfucker is, you know what I'm sayin'

The motherfuckers that rolled up on me when I was comin' out the G station or whatever

And pulled that shit, like, like

How the fuck can you not hit a motherfucker from five feet away?

Try again, buddy

Nigga still breathing, you know what I'm mean?

Hahahaha, y'all motherfuckers silly, man

Let off a couple [?] and ain't hit shit, man

Niggas go to the studio and get all in they raps

Sayin' who they hit and who they popped off and shit

Them niggas ain't doin' shit, man, it's Gibbs