Lil Keke - Still A "G" lyrics

[Talking] The sequel, Don K, got's to be a G Got's to be a G, till the day that I die That's what it is, I'm going all the way back to G This the one that brought me back G till the day I doe n***a, hey [Lil' Keke] Rest in peace to them boys gone, welcome back to them boy's home Thank the Lord that I'm still on, even though that I live wrong Lot of hate since I came back, f** em all since I came up Same hood n***a South Park, blowing grams with that same cup Mama ran cause I'm thugged out, daddy died when I was 19 He never knew that I'd be a G, still chasing that king dream Up late and I'm going in, rapping hard for them green bucks Now real n***az and O.G.'s, stay in my voice and stand up Herschelwood that's where I'm at, hardhead with that black gat This war's on I stand strong, it's straight forward no turning back I got the bread and I'm coming home, rep it hard till I'm dead and gone This Don Ke and I'm still a G, I swear to God they know this song [Talking] Got's to be a G, I got's to be a G Got's to be a G, till the day that I die Ay yeah, hey check one-two what it do [k**a Kyleon] This Dead End so I talk for H.A.W.K., check it back and I rep for Screw Crestmont leaning in the leans, stuck on that oil like I stepped in glue Houston Oiler 3-4, repping that like Earl Campbell Bopping b**hes all on dick, eat my sausage like Earl Campbell Southside of that Astrodome, 2-88 I'm pa**ing Reed With a bad b**h she out the car, I'm po'ing oil she pa**ing weed Hit Cal Wayne what that Dre do, Grit Boyz real n***az Free Ron G and that T-Bone, DEA real n***az Scar in the H like my stroke fitted, real G I go get it Certified like I tip of course, slab parked so I took the Porsche Talk money till a n***a hoarse, keep it G like Gucci 'steins Still in the hood with them Grit Boyz, and not the n***az that Gucci signed [Talking] Yeah yeah, got to be a G till the day that I die That I die, till the day that I die Got's to be a G yeah, got's to be a G that what it is They didn't know the sequel was gon' turn out like this here We still hood, G till I die [Lil' Keke] I kept praying and I thank God, Lord knows that them streets fraud Left the block with my head up, understood that them streets hard I'm still here and I'm still bout it, rep the hood for them boys locked I do this sh** for that Southside, and all them n***az on y'all block Let em know that these streets real, jackers roll and them corners hot Hit the hood with yo mind right, then take it slow cause them laws out This Don Ke they know me, I'm O.G. for real I grind I won't mind, that's just what it is Got to be a G Got to-got to be a G Got to be a G Got to-got to be a G, till the day that I die Got to-got to be a G got to Got to-got to be a G till the day that I die