Sick Out Here

Real nigga shit at its best

I'm blessed to be blessed

Under these stressful conditions

Hella my people's in prison

They got em' trapped in the system

Some of 'em in there for rice, some of 'em in there for swipes

Some of 'em in there for life, narcotic vendor suppliers

Some of 'em in there for priors, some of 'em in there with bikers

Some of 'em in there for nothin', they never told on their cousin

They'll poke you for playin' a dozen, they'll stick you and drip you

Have your relatives, singin' "I miss you"

Who got some tissue?

The guidance we givin' the youth is pitiful

They miserable, their daddy don't claim 'em, mama on blow

I heard this story before, it go on and on

In every ward, district or zone

The game is cold as the snow cones, it's far from sweet

Niggas be bitter, because their hustle is weak

Quick to pull the trigger, 'cause they don't want to get beat

By the next nigga, rather shoot him and cheat

Biatch!

Mane, it's sick out here

Sick, sick, sick, sick

It's so sick out here

Sick, sick, sick, sick

Mane, it's sick out here

Sick, sick, sick, sick

It's so sick out here

Developing stories I hear it all the time

Suckas can't tell a lemon from a lime

I got a drumstick that will stop his wings from flyin'

But don't like to see my brothers out here dyin'

I'm not a pussy, I ain't lyin', I'm a lion

Makin' all kind of boss moves

Slingin' and craftin' my own brews

America was built on booze

Shhhhhhh, speak easy

Give back and donate to the poor and needy

I promise you partner, hear what I tell you

One day I'ma open up a homeless shelter

Provide some clothes

A blanket, a bed and some pillows

That's the mind frame of a hustler that really care

Get on his knees every night and say a prayer

It ain't too many of them dudes, it's hecka rare

Where I'm from they don't play fair

They'll put you in a wheelchair

Mane, it's sick out here

Sick, sick, sick, sick

It's so sick out here

Sick, sick, sick, sick

Mane, it's sick out here

Sick, sick, sick, sick

It's so sick out here

Pickin' up where I left off and I'm right back

Took a couple of losses now my bank fat

Always gotta be cautious be alert and woke

Being from where I'm from out here it's cutthroat

Broads be out her scandalous, catch you outta pocket

Slip somethin' in your drink, con ya, take your wallet

Steal your Cuban Links sell and make a profit

Presidential Rolly yellow, diamonds chocolate

Every day on the coast, it can get ugly gross

Might want to keep your burner close, 'cause they might burn your toast

They might burn my toast? They might burn your toast

Right now I'm off this pot and I ain't talkin' 'bout a roast

Me and my fellas is close

Niggas is so spooked that he thought he saw a ghost

Thought he saw a spirit

Every time I spit that real shit they be act like they can't hear it

Every time I talk my talk

Every time I used to pitch back in the day I never balked

Ho!

Mane, it's sick out here

Sick, sick, sick, sick

It's so sick out here

Sick, sick, sick, sick

Mane, it's sick out here

Sick, sick, sick, sick

It's so sick out here