[Hook]
My n***as keep it gritty (x4)
These n***as not hard
These n***as not real
They don’t know about that raw
They don’t know about that field
My n***as keep it gritty (x2)

My n***as ’bout that bag
Car fast cuz I get cash fast
You should catch up with your broke ass
In that foreign thinh red break pads
Yeah I ball and these n***as they trash
Cash in fast the bags like it’s trash
Ridin dirty with a thirty in a stash
Double cup with the folks smoking gas
With another n***a ho bout to smash
Ask that ho where she get all that ass
Shit I wanna know so I ask
MUBU, fuck the jake free the guys
Might take a dope boy pies
Sell it back to em a little high

My n***as...
My n***as keep it real
My n***as...
My n***as on business
Tell 'em free the drillas put an L up for the hittas
Inner city L's after L, L bows in the mail
Thirty stuff and the hammer and that nail
Keep myself tight ’cause some squares that tell

[Hook x2]

My n***as I love my n***as
Roll up another dub my n***a
She sucked me and fucked my n***a
At the same damn time my n***a
Hell yeah we ran a train my N***a
With a n***a main dame my n***a
That’s a god damn shame my n***a
I want the money fuck the fame my n***a
But both that's cool my n***a
More benz run through my n***a
Everyday I MUBU my n***a
Fuck n***a what it do my n***a
Leave a n***a see through my n***a
Wet a n***a like a pool my n***a
Put a n***a on the news my n***a