1

If you want to be a G
youngin' let me tell you exactly what that mean
Real friends are few
enemies, when they come for you
They flock in crews
will knock you out your shoes
I won't pretend
it's all glamor and glitz
Police will klak! klak!
Before they stop and frisk
A tisket, a tasket
Fists full of dollars
will make of you a target
They'll roll on you in traffic
Light you like some matches
Prep you for a casket
leave your jitt a bastard...oh oh
Now, look here, homie
it gets cold in these streets
Pour out a little liquor for the soldiers deceased
You sign to your death
Soon as you pledge to the gang
doesn't make any sense... whew!

HOOK:
He told himself
Just one more lick
This time, I promise
It's gon' be it
Old gal told him she been having nightmares
Visions, premonitions of him getting killed
He told her: don't worry, mama, I'm a rider
Like young #Jeezy, I'm a soul survivor
Never saw that hooptie creep up on the side
Got his T.V. turned off
Once he stepped outside

2

I done lost few of my homies to the dope game
Little cousin aspires to be a dopeman
Thinks slanging and banging is his purpose
For the money, he will not hesitate to murder
The other day
He and his boys were plotting to rob the plug
Not to get caught is the only rule to selling drugs
Like foreigner, he still doesn't know what is love
An aching heart, makes him rebel without a cause
Frank white, he longs to be the king of the city
But first he must acquire all the power like 50
Get nothing but G's in the Unit
Call 'em Warrior gang
Their team's full of shooters
The average American male is armed or hopeless
Outside, better be heavily strapped or focused
Better watch your soul
If you didn't know
Now, you do

HOOK:
He told himself
Just one more lick
This time, I promise
It's gon' be it
Old gal told him she been having nightmares
Visions, premonitions of him getting killed
He told her: don't worry, mama, I'm a rider
Like young #Jeezy, I'm a soul survivor
Never saw that hooptie creep up on the side
Got his T.V. turned off
Once he stepped outside

BRIDGE:

Gangbanging🔴🔵 ⚫️, boy, sure ain't what it used to be
From
a jitt big homie took me, told me how to bleed 🩸
Gave me a pistol and forty bottle
Told me go right there,
Shoot like this
Taught me how to bleed 🩸

HOOK:
He told himself
Just one more lick
This time, I promise
It's gon' be it
Old gal told him she been having nightmares
Visions, premonitions of him getting killed
He told her: don't worry, mama, I'm a rider
Like young #Jeezy, I'm a soul survivor
Never saw that hooptie creep up on the side
Got his T.V. turned off
Once he stepped outside