I feel it every time that I hit the corner, bitch **** be hating me

Been G since '93, and ain't no way they fin to be fading me

I roll with gorillas, and plus the hood is my habitat

All the real gon' ride with Trae and anything else see we ain't having that

I put this motherfucker on vibe before I be going out like a part

They know my wheels, made displays out of my scars

So I'm real with it, thinking just might get you killed with it

So I'm all alone inside my Chevrolet, plotting to get a meal ticket

And I'm cool, but I don't know who to trust

Even my lady flipped the script, for roach ass **** with lust

Wish I was stress-free, but since I ain't, I gotta kick it where the rest be

Keeping it real to make it where the best be, test me

That ain't a good idea, 'cause some say I'm a asshole

Whether they like it or not, I'm gon' get to see my grass grow

And I'm gon' fight for it until they see me breathless

A A.B.N. soldier, cause I was restless

From East Oakland to the H-Town, they know my name

Still nobody don't know my pain

Growing up in the game, I feel restless young, but a old ****

Seen too much too fast, it's fucking with my soul ****

Born to be a outlaw, traveled down the road

Most of y'all never been, hope you don't wanna go

I tell 'em young ****, don't try to be like me

Be better than me, be the best you can be

They feel the good die young, soldier, you ain't done

Ninety percent of us, don't even get to make it out the slum

A.B.N., I use to cop the fat dime from Fabian

Come back to the hood and get blown, I was a baby then

Baby, when I was younger, somebody should of told me

To slow down youngster, I know it's something better for me

Then hugging this Glock, and ducking these cops

Then sent me the angel, in the form of pop

Every day, it's like I'm back in the zone

Real life, got a **** feeling like it's on

God can you help me, 'cause it's lonely on my own

My people use to be right, but now I'm feeling like they wrong

My roll dog, trying to tell me that I need to chill

But he don't understand, 'cause he ain't feeling how I feel

And how the fuck, do they got love for me if they ain't real

Lord knows I don't wanna end up getting killed

I'm restless

The streets can feel me 'cause I'm in my zone and watching out for these **** telling

Closer than my dame done came, to see convicted felons

And my state of mind just ain't right, jealousy in the air

How these **** act I swear, they had the devil up in they swear

But I don't trip, I throw my Loc's on, when I fall into the night

And only acknowledge the real ****, while the rest can't get it right

I'm on my note homie can't you tell, watching me doing my thang

I'm the real if you don't know, just watch me when I'm holding my name

Only less and less, moving at a pace they never seen

Ducking laws and crooked ****, trying to get close to my green

Two heaters sitting on my hip, cause some of these ****'ll never lace-up

And if they do, then I'm gon' be the first to swell they face up

And that's gon' stay the same, whether I'm broke or I'm balling out

Losing these dirty bitches, but I still hear 'em calling out

My life is on another level, squabbin' at it's best

And every day, I'm thanking God to keep my blessed

every day, it's like I'm back in the zone

Real life, got a **** feeling like it's on

God can you help me, 'cause it's lonely on my own

My people use to be right, but now I'm feeling like they wrong

My roll dog, trying to tell me that I need to chill

But he don't understand, 'cause he ain't feeling how I feel

And how the fuck, do they got love for me if they ain't real

Lord knows I don't wanna end up getting killed

I'm restless