This is a song about "Im the g"

Home grown, is the g that i've shown.

Playin with fire is a danger zone

The jager in my cup is licorice black

You in lame in real life, but real g on the track

You are water wild so i guess your pussy empty

Boys stoppin me in the hall and theyer saying hey g

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

#paired like #analogies, i'm earning #capital, you're the #lesser #g, that's all from me

Lips, hips, hair drops down her back, crazy, body frame, crazy

People stop me in the club and they're saying hey g

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

We on the rise, me and g, ghetto wise guys

He want to be a real g at killing the puss

Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods