Jean Dawson - BLACK MICHAEL JACKSON*

Some of my homies, they don't get involved (They don't bet involved, don't get involved)
Some of my homies, got lean in their gut (Got lean in they gut)
Most of my homies, they been on the block (Been on the block)
Most of my homies gon' stay on the block
When the sun comes down
When the sun comes down
When the sun comes down
Guns come out (Guns come out, guns come out, guns come out)
The guns come out (Guns come out, guns come out, guns come out)
(We outside)

Bitch, it's up and it's fuckin' stuck
I can't hold my nigga, they get buck in a Bentley truck
I got something for 'em if they look
None of my niggas shook, all of my niggas get it out the mud
The southside nigga, when I'm outside nigga, and we outside
We outside
And we outside (We outside, we outside)
We outside

I'ma hide all of my friends all in the front
I'ma put all of my opps in the same blunt
That's not loud, that's body parts
Watch your head
Sittin' outside, feelin' alright and shit
Smokin' all night, feelin' all light and shit, ayy
Fixin' the fire, fixin' the fire to fuck, wait
Pushin' the people aside, then pushin' the people aside
Shit isn't foreign to me
Four in the mornin' and I'm geeked
Pourin', now floorin' up lean
I bought my mama Celine
She always worried 'bout me
Talkin' like, "Jean, go to sleep"
Mama, I'm livin' the dream
Mama, I'm livin' the dream

Ah, yeah
Take it all, on and on and on
It's been so long
I'll let you know
It's long, I know
I'll let you
This is more than I want, I'll take it all
This is more than I want, I'll take it all