on me

Lyrics

, back when dot was hangin' at top's in the benzo, freestylin' to them chronic instrumentals, no pens and pencils, i was out there bloodin' like a menstrual, with a backwood clinched between my dentals, way back when, when we was outside with the indo, hotboxin' rentals in front of centennial, remedial thoughts, never thought that i would amount to shit, smoke chronic, fuck bitches, ride around bouncin' shit, from impalas to that harley truck, to dishraggin' bitches, that was hard to fuck, i came up, it was hardly luck, just left compton, and i ain't have to use my ak, what a day, what a day, back when my drivers license, was baby faced and triflin', i made my way through crisis, i made my tape, and recorded portraits in front of sirens, i made you hate the vibrant, you can't escape the tyrant, you can't relate where i've been, in '98 my problem, actin' too grown and shit, cappin' at bitches, yeah my religion through songs and shit, on me, that's on me, raise up, nigga, you are not the homie, bitch i'm well-connected from my section down to long beach, fumblin' with tetris if your block neglectin' your ki, everyday i wake up with my face up to my father, makin' sure my heart is pure enough to grow my seed, and harvest all my king stuffin', double up my plantation with dollar, every dream is such reality, my deja vu done caught up, bitch i'm brought up with the homies, that's on me, 24/7, kendrick reppin' these cold streets, know we live by it, die by it, then reincarnate, and if game told me, "drive by it, " i raise ak, ain't no shame on it, cry about it, fuck that, i'll play, like no name on it, blindsided, ain't no one safe, documentary had identities of where i'm from, therefore my energy had to make sure the better me won, it ain't no better one, son, it ain't no tellin' me nothin', nigga it's chuck, doc dre and k, the legacy's done, blaow!, oh man, you thought these niggas with attitude would show gratitude, fooled you, from 2015 to infinity it's still bomb weed and hennessy, i can pimp a butterfly for the energy, game i need acapella, there i go, give me a minute, nigga, 'bout to hit a home run, k. dot, grab the pennant, nigga, pin it on my pendleton, trap late night, jay leno them, got my mom a tennis bracelet, wimbledon of wilmington, now can i rap for a minute? black on the track for a minute, look in my rhyme book, see murder like when i was a fan of no limit, ain't no gimmicks 'round here, this compton, me, doc and kendrick, chronic, good kid, my first year, 3 documentaries, now i'm blockin' sentries, 16 impalas, they bounce like they need a dollar, that's on my mama, niggas up and did me a solid, i put that on me, that's on me, you get a bullet fuckin' with the lil' homie, thinkin' back then like fuck your rules, nigga this is piru, slide through with the erykah badu, west side compton, nigga don't mind if i do, from piru street to my old street, nigga this compton, grew up on a dead end, got an armful of dead friends, round here crips be sweatin' us niggas like a headband, like what's up cause, no time to stop and think, pull your strap before they do or you get shot before you blink, straight outta compton, 3 times i told you, the third time i said it with tde mothafucka, i'll make you eat every letter, spoonfeed you niggas like toddlers, from the city of impalas, when shot callers take their pitbulls and feed them niggas rottweilers, my clip full, i quick pull, no more slangin' 8 balls on the corner, and all them niggas i used to freestyle with, i ate y'all on the corner, call the coroner, niggas dead out here, hangin' onto life by a thread out here, them niggas wearin' all that red out here, p snapbacks on niggas heads out here, so don't you come fuckin' with the little homie, so og they call me tony, montana, no french, my red bandana legit, my uncle told me before he died, "just keep your hand on the brick", so i did, sell every chicken that a nigga had in stock, yes i did, walked to compton, hot pocket full of rocks, yes i did, skipped class, yes i did, whooped niggas ass, yes i did, fucked a bitch behind the bleachers while on the rag, that's on bloods, westside, that's on bloods, this tec fly, that's on bloods, you fuck with dot, i'll let you choke on your blood, i put that. on me, that's on me, on me, that's on me, on me, that's on me, raise up, nigga you are not the homie, on me, that's on me, on me, that's on me, on me, that's on me, raise up, nigga you are not the homie