Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
YG
Vocals
Battlecat
Scratches
Kendrick Lamar
Vocals
Terrace Martin
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Keenon Jackson
Songwriter
Marlon Barrow
Songwriter
Brandon Moore
Songwriter
Kendrick Lamar Duckworth
Songwriter
Tyrone Griffin Jr
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ty Dolla $ign
Producer
Terrace Martin
Additional Producer
Dee Brown
Recording Engineer
Derek "MixedByAli" Ali
Mixing Engineer
James Hunt
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Marlon Barrow
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I woke up this morning, I had a boner
I went to sleep last night with no bitch, ****, I was a loner
I be going through shit, losing bitches and homies
If I don't make it with this rap shit, ****, I might be homeless
[Verse 2]
My mom's don't got a job, my pop's checks ain't enough
If I ain't bringing home that money, my whole family is fucked
It's why I move like the mob, I'm watching movies too much
If **** wanted you dead, what would you suggest?
[Verse 3]
They wonder why I do drugs and hang with thugs?
Since I made it, the city hated, 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
[Verse 4]
Had him on life support with his family's support
He knew who shot him but he ain't even show up in court
Yeah, that's a real G, ****, he on a kill spree, ****
The homie popped him so I hope he don't kill me, ****
[Verse 5]
That's why I really be smoking and I really be drinking
That's why I really be smoking and I really be drinking
That's why I really be smoking and I really be drinking
I be going through some things, you don't know what I been thinking
[Verse 6]
That's why I really be smoking and I really be drinking
That's why I really be smoking and I really be drinking
That's why I really be smoking and I really be drinking
I be going through some things, you don't know what I been thinking
[Verse 7]
Now I'm riding through traffic with Tupac blasting
With a bitch that's irritating from all these questions she's asking
Like, what bitches I fucked, when, how, and where?
You ain't my main bitch so why the fuck do you care?
[Verse 8]
That's why bitches get fucked, then 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 going through this shit?
[Verse 9]
Everybody need favors, what happens if I go broke?
Or say I ain't got it then buy my lo-lo some spokes
Right up in your fake setup, fuck you up like some mace
So fuck your handout, give a young **** some space
[Verse 10]
Give a **** some ace, giveme 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?
[Verse 11]
That's why I really be smoking and I really be drinking
That's why I really be smoking and I really be drinking
That's why I really be smoking and I really be drinking
I be going through some things, you don't know what I been thinking
[Verse 12]
That's why I really be smoking and I really be drinking
That's why I really be smoking and I really be drinking
That's why I really be smoking and I really be drinking
I be going through some things, you don't know what I been thinking
[Verse 13]
I swear, this industry shit, to me is one big ass lick
I walk inside of a building, tell the A and R, ****, strip
Tell 'em I need all of my chips, my life been known Section 8
I've been a welfare case, AFDC pump fake
[Verse 14]
Meanwhile, I'm grinding 'cause drug money ain't like rap money
Four white kilo 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 Pup
Puppy eyes in my face, bra
[Verse 15]
And I've really been drinking
Motherfucker, I've really been smoking
What the fuck, I'm the sober one?
Man, I'm so stressed out, I can't focus
[Verse 16]
Hideout when I ride out
Ski mask with the eyes out
Speed past in the Cutlass, me and lil' Ocho
Every young **** hop out
[Verse 17]
Two tears in a bucket, I feel like, fuck it
The price of fame, recognize my pain, that's all I know
All out war, but I'm out here though
Call my troops like, vamonos
[Verse 18]
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 OE by the tall glass
[Verse 19]
That's why I really be smoking and I really be drinking
That's why I really be smoking and I really be drinking
That's why I really be smoking and I really be drinking
I be going through some things, you don't know what I
[Verse 20]
That's why I really be smoking and I really be drinking
That's why I really be smoking and I really be drinking
That's why I really be smoking and I really be drinking
I be going through some things, you don't know what I been thinking
Written by: Brandon Moore, Keenon Jackson, Kendrick Lamar, Marlon Barrow, Tyrone Griffin