Still Brazy (Clean)

Still Brazy - YG

Written by：Keenon Jackson/William Curtis/Tyrone Griffin Jr/Samuel Ahana/John Flippin

Ayy this sh*t

This sh*t this sh*t

My life my life

Ni**a this sh*t brazy

Ni**a this sh*t brazy

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Ni**a this sh*t brazy oh lord

Ni**a this sh*t brazy

Look at my life

Been through it all got bullet wounds twice

Still don't know where it came from yikes

Why everybody want a piece of my pie

I I gotta keep guns with me

Sh*t real I ain't tryna be pretty

Paranoia got this henny in my kidney

Cause I don't know if they're with me or against me

They always said this was how it's gon' be

But me I ain't wanna believe

They don't wanna see a ni**a with the green

The reason for the 40 cal with the beam

The devil's on me got me trippin'

I used to party out with scotty like pippen

Now I don't trust niggas and I stopped invitin' b**ches

Over to the crib they can't know where I'm livin'

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Verse two verse two

I got too much to spit for verse two

Just be careful on how you approach dude

Cause he done already heard about what you wanna do

Paranoia paranoia

Paranoia down in killer California

What's their motive what's their motive

Sh*t I'm the closest with some money that they know of

Lady problems family problems

Homies problems all this drama

On my mama this the type of sh*t you sweat out in the sauna

Grandma pray for me devil keep away from me

Fell out with my day one that was my ace to me

Mind blown somethin' different what I'm on

All this sh*t got me in another rhyme zone

Lately I've been at home

I grab the pistol when I answer the door

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I ain't f with this but I f with this

Can't complain about it gotta find out where he gonna master it

Gotta put cameras all around the crib

Gotta gotta wear the vest like a bib

Got some got some problems a whole lot 'em

So I stay dangerous osama

Ni**a say they heard about a million dollars

So I gotta bulletproof the impala

Man I'm 'bout to lose it

Homies I'm confused with

Money get involved it's all bad they switch too quick

It's too sick thought you was realer my ni**a

Got popped you ain't do sh*t

Thought you was my killer my ni**a

Oh sh*t get realer my ni**a

When niggas know you gettin' skrilla my ni**a

I don't know what's gotten into my ni**a

Close from day one I was with him my ni**a

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