Thugz Mansion Acoustic Freestyle

[Verse 1: Chubby Jag]
I've been dreaming a lot, clearly can taste the deal
I got the drive now, I learned how to face the wheel
Thought I could run from the fake and still erase the real
Bring me back to when niggas needed a place to chill
I mean place to live, I was that double house
Chefin' form, I finally found me a hustle out
Man I done been through it all holmes, I've been in debt
For stupid shit, I just wish I'd knew how to been the best
I've been a vet, I done slept with models that's been in jet
Yea I just wish them numbers I got would've been a check
But I don't regret shit, I know where I came from
Seen a lot of shit growing up and I ain't changed none
Niggas a hate on your dreams and try to gas you
Jakes gon' turn their face the other way and try to pass you
L.A. nigga, just don't let the streets attack you
The lifestyle, when niggas bang cause they have to
Everybody making a movie, but they just out of film
I moved some weight today, but I ain't come out of gym
I started styling like Marcus Allen, I'm balling out
I got it feeling like the 80's in the colosseum
I mean I like where I'm at, but I want a better spot
Too many cops around, block is forever hot
Yea I put half on weed and put the rest to rock
And went to work on them niggas, bumping the best of Pac
I never change no, got that from the homie Hov
I keep it hunnit', I be damn I play the phonie road
They shoulda' told me that the top will be a lonely road
Got me freezing from niggas, that did the homie cold
Nigga grew up on the block, knew I be good at trapping
In a million years, never think that I'd be good at rapping
Still on that journey, cause shit is not complete
Guess I'm a keep on killing, till shit is obsolete
Chubby