Graduate

Hanging at the park after dark with the homies
 Laced up Chucks, gold chain rollie
 Hop over the fence, ain't no tripping cuz they know me
 This is what it's like when you graduate to OG
 Time keep moving like a record spinning
 Step up out the house and I'm representing
 I don't just live here, shit, I represent it
 That Westside got your girlfriend catching feelings
 Don't ask about my last name, it's presidential
 You can't talk about a street that you ain't never been to
 You always yapping bout them girls you ain't never been through
 She call my phone crying, I give her more than tissue
 A chance to make a million off these instrumentals
 And I deserve the whole thing, look at what we been through
 If it was over today, I ain't got no issues
 I'll be right back in Leimert to keep it funky with you
 You better off dead than chilling with the feds
 You tell on somebody here, they gone cut yo head
 Ask me for advice niggas, don't be dumb and scared
 The school of hard knocks, don't be unprepared
 Soon as you hit junior high, it feel like no one cares
 Opportunity might knock, but it'll be no one there
 Them boys waiting at the park, but don't you go in there
 Them gang injunctions hitting niggas with over 40 years
 SWV show, these niggas throwing chairs
 That's the type of shit I seen out here
 A helicopter every night, can't dream out here
 Damn, it feel good to say I did my thing out here, I be
 I learned the whole game from the ones that lived it
 I was around black men who was running businesses
 Making something out of nothing, shit we all physicists
 And they tried to buy me out, but we wasn't interested
 Y'all do something good and it's so interesting
 We do something better and niggas gone mention it
 It really don't matter cuz y'all got no benjamins
 Remember back in 98, you was so feminine
 Now it's a rag in yo pocket, nigga who you mimicking
 You gotta pay yo dues first, no dividends
 No matter if it's Chucks or some old Timberlands
 Sometimes I close my eyes and I start remembering