[Featuring: Nipsey
[Intro: Nipsey that beat up for me Really everything, the headphones Yeah, yeah, a bit louder No punch, you know that that we workin hard
1: Nipsey Hussle] Look, young rich nigga shit, was an immigrant Lifestyle illegit, but know I own Started out the trunk, up at the dealership All gold Rollie, black no blemishes in my city cause I grind so vigorous If I show my face west of Texas, thats a big pay me twenty cents just to hear me vent Im out here on some shit, you should take a flick on my own ten toes, so the difference is I shots never ask for permission, man I got a lot of big in my vision and I aint yet, bout a dollar hell yes Im a problem, failed test, its only worse I swear Im getting money, I hope you gettin yours Im killin niggas so you know Im gettin more Now that Gambino on the chorus, go
[Childish - Chorus] This is for that real shit, this is for East side This is for my bad girls, this is for them good This is for my grandma, this is for West side This is for them niggas shit on a website Damn I good, you aint feelin nothin This is for my niggas who be livin a dozen Bino got that good shit, Nipsey got aces On some young rich shit, with black faces
[Childish Gambino - Yeah, black My rolly so racist, all faces Obama on that million dollar bill, faces Yeah, nigga, black Look, yo I got Yo, turn, turn it up a Ay, we go, okay
[Verse 2: Gambino] of my own, swag Geena Davis Only rapper 100k on your playlist Niggas talk on twitter, but in life they say shit My so racist, all black faces We the new, face it, em like Jason Grind in my sleep man a need braces what you feelin like, used to be the nervous type They aint mention Bino? Man that shit must be a purpose, Hostile, my style Kind of flow to paint a picture, Norman I dont eat pasta, is low-carb I fly coach now, say I fly Goyard Leave a face in that coast guard Metaphor Mozart, all we do is tell em the M Fox to my people on family ties Magazines got black faces somebody dies I mean look at Donna Summers, she was to survive wrestle over petty cash When we should be really over that one percent we tipped a milk glass Fuck yall, let my grandkids ball Look to the future, these dudes so last See me so Conde Nasty Me and Nipsey on some shit, no rent Own shit, so Jim shit, black faces
[Childish - Outro] Ay, nigga, black Black Thats royalty,