Jay Williz - Like That Lyrics

I just wanna understand why people wanna act like that
F*ckin with the homies on the block, they tryna flex like that
Playing with the guns, they wanna catch a body just like that
Then go tell they homie who just bragged about it like a rat
They gone pull up, catch somebody slipping and just... take off
Riding with the heaters like a solider, I'm talkin AR's
Quick to bounce up out of there just like they took some adderall
Coming from saint rosa, so you know I gained my battle scars
And I hope you know just
How to duck down for your life cuz you once you hit, that's all she wrote
Drama setter, ima bomb and get em
Who you calling bro
Ain't nobody f*ckin with my clique, on my momma though
I ain't ever caught a body, claimed a life or offed a hoe
But I swear to god, that bitch who robbed my brother, tag up on his toe
This that shit that me and Dre would f*ck you up and burn one to
Then laugh about it later up on 21st, see that's the crew
You f*ck with him, you f*ck with me and I don't plan on dying soon
Who the f*ck gone want a problem, black flags in my living room
BLVKOUT we gone raise the roof
Smack down off of 80 proof
Let me tell you something homie, this the life that we was raised to choose
I mean...
F*ck
Let me calm down
Yeah
I just want to understand why people wanna act like that
I ain't wanna do it to 'em, I just spit the truth in caps
All facts, all facts
You bald head, all cap
Nicotine should hit my lungs in roughly twenty seconds flat
Now run it back
I'm a solider for my running backs
Hail Mary on all you bitches
F*ck around and find out fast
Duck down if I had a gat
F*ck that, I'd be busting back
I've always been this crazy since a baby in my stocking caps
I should just relax
In my hockey mask
With a bunch of stab (wounds)
In my f*ckin back
Wait hold on, hold on one second
Ok, now let me spaz
I will never understand why bitches wanna act like that
Claim they always got me then go talk some shit like who is that?
Unrecognizable, I never knew you'd have a side like
Raised up in the jungle, I don't play with food or hunt for scraps
What the f*ck is that?
Time is money, number one
Rule number two, go get your bag
A hundred rounds up in this chopper
You think I'd waste your ass?
You just pray to me, see I'm a hunter and a god like that
(You get it? Cuz like you just... you prey to me)
(What the f*ck ever)
(This is on that like 2015 shit)
(Almost 10 years later, ain't that a trip?)
(BLVKOUT. Let's go)