Be Here for a While (feat. Vernardo) Lyrics

Be Here for a While (feat. Vernardo) - Nipsey Hussle

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That’s right Klawd9 what’s up nigga

Yeah Look….

Blue cup, black gun

Paid dues, that's done

Favors from me, can't ask none

Black eyed the game and got passed on

Me, I kept this shit super solid

Came up, and nigga you acknowledge

See me in my coupe, I got stupid dollars

I'm a dropout but now I speak at colleges

Ironic, I'm honest

I get paid to speak my mind, and it's crazy to me

Just pay me fooly, if I wrote a script it'd be a crazy movie

About my life, about rolling dice, about taking risks

You gotta know the price, gotta know yourself, on the coldest nights

Can't turn it down, you gotta own the fight

Win, lose, or draw, you could ball

You could've kept it real, but nigga, you'sa fraud

Before you get the shit, you gotta lose it all

And then you find yourself and see that you'sa God

And that's real shit, thousand hundred dollar bill shit

Front hood to the hills shit, like how the fuck did we build this

Real shit, look

Blue cup, black gun

Paid dues, that's done

Favors from me, can't ask none

Came in the game then I passed up

I can't stop, won't stop

I'm the type to get more guap

You the type to fasho flop

I'm from Brynhurst and them dope spots

It's hard run this fast, n these haters don't care,

N they see it and they stop, sittin on them bladez with the blowed out brains,

Smoking kush n switchin lanes, see the only thing I think about is how the sound might fall,

Please don't stop until the beat comes home, oh

I'm still runnin' laps, takin' fades, I still run it back

Talkin' guns, I got a hundred straps

And I be in your bush if you fuck with' fats, that's a fact

I don't fuck with' rats

This boss life, I got a lust for that

Pullin' up at Sak's, blow a hundred sacks in my V12

I don't fuckin' slack, not at all

I gotta ball, they shot my dog

Rest in peace, my nigga, Frog

Life is short, nigga, then it's gone

But in the mean time we tryna get it all

You should get involved, I'm really raw

Before this rap shit, I really balled

Alpina's, nigga, on white Lincoln's, nigga

Black beamers, nigga, they can't see us, nigga (naw)

Sometimes I get so offended by it

Don't compare me to none of these fuckin' liars

I'm fuckin' flyer, I'm fuckin' realer

Play with' me, I'll be a fuckin' killer

Seven takes with' no fuckin' filler

Now victory laps my fuckin' thriller

If you broke, I ain't fuckin' with' you

Unless you went broke while you was fuckin' with' me

Then you bounce back cause it's nothing really

We gone do it big 'til they fuckin' kill me

It's hard run this fast, n these haters don't care,

N they see it and they stop, sittin on them bladez with the blowed out brains,

Smoking kush n switchin lanes, see the only thing I think about is how the sound might fall,

Please don't stop until the beat comes home, oh