Schoolboy Q My Homie
Yeah, yeah!
Girl, yeah, yeah, yeah!
Come on! Just wanna f..ck off!
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
[Chorus:]
What's the real n..er addiction, addiction?
Money, weed and bitch hanging with,
Hey,.. shit what my intentions?
I didn't know, I known for years, so...
To all my n..ers I would die for, die for,
Load my pistol I would go out and war for.
Spill my... you keep your hat, we're all poor,
No way to go, I'm walking through my front door!
Hey, my n..ers do the same,
So when he was younger he was my man,
n..er, I wouldn't figure you would be on that stamp,
Putting my life up in your hands, putting your finger like damn!
For really though, really though, we were just slaying Nazis like an year ago
You know my sister, though, my three cousins and my uncle Joe.
... you hear my dough, see my n..er, use a whole!
Remember them Cheerios, n..er turtles on my grandma's floor
I'm like for show, catch you on a rebound...
Grave land is where you sit down,
What goes around, comes... the sky's up
... your mouths shut!
[Chorus: x2]
What's the real n..er addiction, addiction?
Money, weed and bitch hanging with,
Hey,.. shit what my intentions?
Who the f..ck you wanna... with?
Started around the bottom, ended up at the top,
Heard you was in some trouble, I don't retime my clock!
Did what I did, would it knew it was the cops,
Talk all on the phone, 'till your homie about the block,
You got me all in the box, thought you was my niggy
You got your sentience reduce, cause you told 'em I pulled the trigger
And now ia was looking out for you, you
Trying to show 'em just like we do!
Put on my shit aside, now...
Figure that I would keep it creepy,
This what this real n..er get me!
Locked up like a... you got the chance of a...
My old bitch wanna beat my dick plenty
My shooting finger itchy, but I hope somebody get it
But probably not!
Tonight I'm sweating in, cause you got me hot, got me hot!
And get his ass popped!
Can't get over how we was, tough as that
Man, we did everything together
f..ck our first bitches...
Robbed the first n..er was down for whatever
And I blast you forever if we had to!
[Chorus: x2]
What's the real n..er addiction, addiction?
Money, weed and bitch hanging with,
Hey,.. shit what my intentions?
