[Flame] 🔥 YG - Really Be (Smokin N Drinkin) Lyrics
[Verse 1: YG]
 I woke up this morning, I had a boner
 I went to sleep last night with no bitch, nigga, I was a loner
 I be goin’ through shit, losin’ bitches and homies
 If I don’t make it with this rap shit, nigga, I might be homeless
 My moms don’t got a job, my pop’s checks ain’t enough
 If ain’t bringin’ home that money, my whole family is fucked
 That’s why I move like the mob, I’m watchin’ movies too much
 If niggas wanted you dead, what would you suggest?
 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
 Had him on life support, with his family support
 He knew who shot him but he ain’t even show up in court
 Yeah, that’s a real G, nigga, he on a kill spree, nigga
 The homie popped him so I hope he don’t kill me, nigga
[Hook: YG]
 That’s why I really be smokin’ and I really be drinkin’
 That’s why I really be smokin’ and I really be drinkin’
 That’s why I really be smokin’ and I really be drinkin’
 I be goin through some things, you don’t know what I be thinkin’
 That’s why I really be smokin’ and I really be drinkin’
 That’s why I really be smokin’ and I really be drinkin’
 That’s why I really be smokin’ and I really be drinkin’
 I be goin through some things, you don’t know what I be thinkin’
[Verse 2: YG]
 Now I’m ridin’ through traffic, with 2Pac blastin’
 With a bitch that’s irritatin’ from all these questions she askin’
 Like what bitches I fucked, when, how and where?
 You ain’t my main bitch so why the fuck do you care?
 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 goin’ through this shit?
 Everybody need favors, what happen if I go broke?
 Or say I ain’t got it and buy my lolo some spokes
 Right up in your face, said “I’ll fuck you up like some mace”
 So fuck your handout, give a young nigga some space
 Give a nigga some Ace, give me 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?!
[Hook: YG]
 That’s why I really be smokin’ and I really be drinkin’
 That’s why I really be smokin’ and I really be drinkin’
 That’s why I really be smokin’ and I really be drinkin’
 I be goin through some things, you don’t know what I be thinkin’
 That’s why I really be smokin’ and I really be drinkin’
 That’s why I really be smokin’ and I really be drinkin’
 That’s why I really be smokin’ and I really be drinkin’
 I be goin through some things, you don’t know what I be thinkin’
[Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar]
 I swear this industry shit, to me, is one big-ass lick
 I walk inside of a buildin’, tell the A&R nigga “strip”
 Tell ’em I need all of my chips, my life been on Section 8
 I’ve been a welfare case, AFDC pump fake
 Meanwhile, I’m grindin’ ’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 Pupp
 Puppy eyes on my face, bruh
 And I really be drinkin’, why the fuck I really been smokin’?
 What the fuck? I’m the sober one
 Man, I’m so stressed out, I can’t focus
 Hide out when I ride out, ski mask with the eyes out
 Speed past in the Cutlass, me and little Ocho
 Every young nigga hop out
 Two tears in a bucket, I feel like “fuck it”
 The price of fame, recognize my pain, it’s all I know
 All out war but I’m out here though
 Call my troops like, “vamonos”
 I’m on this tour bus and I’m fucked up
 I got a bad call, and it’s all bad
 Off a OG with my OG and some OE by the tall glass
[Break]
[Hook: YG]
 That’s why I really be smokin’ and I really be drinkin’
 That’s why I really be smokin’ and I really be drinkin’
 That’s why I really be smokin’ and I really be drinkin’
 I be goin through some things, you don’t know what I be thinkin’
 That’s why I really be smokin’ and I really be drinkin’
 That’s why I really be smokin’ and I really be drinkin’
 That’s why I really be smokin’ and I really be drinkin’
 I be goin through some things, you don’t know what I be thinkin’
[Outro]
 What’s happenin’, nigga?
 Said nigga got this joint, nigga gon’ get somethin’ real, real nice, like
 You gotta stop playin’ me with that bullshit
 Nah, I’m serious though, like, already checked it out, feel me?
 Man, look, check this out, homie, I’m with the shits, man, you already know, what’s happenin’, what you tryna do?
 Man, nigga tryna get paid, like, is you serious or is you playin’?
 Nigga, is you serious, nigga? What’s up, nigga? You know where I live at, nigga
 Nigga I’m done straight ’bout to pull up, though, nigga, for sure, I’ll holler
 Aight, hold on, though
 My nigga, this shit cool? You ain’t tryna, you feel me, like?
 Like, what’s up, nigga?
 Nah, you my nigga, cuz!