Hanley is signed to Top Dawg Entertainment and is a member of Black Hippy along with Jay Rock, Kendrick Lamar and Ab-Soul.
In 2008, ScHoolboy Q released his first mixtape titled, ScHoolboy Turned Hustla and followed up in 2009 with Gangsta & Soul. In 2011, he finally released his first album titled, Setbacks. Later ScHoolboy Q released his sophomore album titled, Oxymoron in early 2014, followed by Blank Face LP in 2016. Oxymoron was also nominated for Rap Album of The Year.
My Homie
ScHoolboy Q Lyrics
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Girl, yeah, yeah, yeah!
Come on! Just wanna fuck off!
Yeah, yeah, yeah!
What's the real nigga addiction, addiction?
Money, weed and bitch hanging with
Hey, shit what my intentions?
I didn't know, I known for years, so
To all my niggas I would die for, die for
Load my pistol I would go out and war for
Spill my you keep your hat, we're all poor,
No way to go, I'm walking through my front door!
Hey, my niggas do the same
So when he was younger he was my man
nigga, I wouldn't figure you would be on that stamp
Putting my life up in your hands, putting your finger like damn!
For really though, really though, we were just slaying Nazis like an year ago
You know my sister, though, my three cousins and my uncle Joe
You hear my dough, see my nigga, use a whole!
Remember them Cheerios, nigga turtles on my grandma's floor
I'm like for show, catch you on a rebound
Grave land is where you sit down
What goes around, comes the sky's up
Your mouths shut!
What's the real nigga addiction, addiction?
Money, weed and bitch hanging with,
Hey, shit what my intentions?
What's the real nigga addiction, addiction?
Money, weed and bitch hanging with,
Hey, shit what my intentions?
Who the fuck you wanna with?
Started around the bottom, ended up at the top
Heard you was in some trouble, I don't retime my clock!
Did what I did, would it knew it was the cops
Talk all on the phone, 'till your homie about the block
You got me all in the box, thought you was my niggy
You got your sentience reduce, cause you told 'em I pulled the trigger
And now I was looking out for you, you
Trying to show 'em just like we do!
Put on my shit aside, now
Figure that I would keep it creepy
This what this real nigga get me!
Locked up like a you got the chance of a
My old bitch wanna beat my dick plenty
My shooting finger itchy, but I hope somebody get it
But probably not!
Tonight I'm sweating in, cause you got me hot, got me hot!
And get his ass popped!
Can't get over how we was, tough as that
Man, we did everything together
Fuck our first bitches
Robbed the first nigga was down for whatever
And I blast you forever if we had to!
What's the real nigga addiction, addiction?
Money, weed and bitch hanging with
Hey, shit what my intentions?
What's the real nigga addiction, addiction?
Money, weed and bitch hanging with
Hey, shit what my intentions?
The lyrics to ScHoolboy Q's song My Homie speaks about the common addictions of real n***as (money, weed, and women). The lyrics also highlight the loyalty and the willingness to go to war for his friends. The artist, ScHoolboy Q, talks about the bond he shares with his homies and how they have been through everything together, including slaying "nazis" and robbing people. He also talked about how he trusted his friends enough to put his life in their hands and that he would do it all over again if he had to.
The chorus of the song, "What's the real n***a addiction, addiction? Money, weed and b*tch hanging with," highlights the priorities of real n***as and what they consider to be their addiction. The lyrics also show that, despite some misunderstandings, the bond shared between ScHoolboy Q and his homie is still strong, as he expresses that he would blast forever for his friends.
Overall, the song talks about the loyalty, struggle and brotherhood shared between real n***as, and how it is not only about looking out for each other but also about the real understanding of what it takes to survive and to have each other's backs.
Line by Line Meaning
What's the real nigga addiction, addiction?
What are the true addictions of a real man?
Money, weed and bitch hanging with
Possessing money, smoking weed and being with women
Hey, shit what my intentions?
What are my intentions, what do I want?
I didn't know, I known for years, so
I didn't know it before, but I realize it now after years
To all my niggas I would die for, die for
I would sacrifice my life for my friends
Load my pistol I would go out and war for
I am willing to fight and use violence for them
Spill my you keep your hat, we're all poor,
If I spill my money or wealth, we all will be poor as we are in the same boat
No way to go, I'm walking through my front door!
I have no other place to be but my home
Hey, my niggas do the same
My friends also have the same behavior
So when he was younger he was my man
We were friends when he was younger
nigga, I wouldn't figure you would be on that stamp
I didn't expect you to be on drugs
Putting my life up in your hands, putting your finger like damn!
I trusted you with my life, and you betrayed me
For really though, really though, we were just slaying Nazis like an year ago
We were just hanging out and having fun a year ago
You know my sister, though, my three cousins and my uncle Joe
You know my family very well
You hear my dough, see my nigga, use a whole!
You hear about my money, and use all of it
Remember them Cheerios, nigga turtles on my grandma's floor
Remember when we were younger and playing with toys at my grandma's house
I'm like for show, catch you on a rebound
I will catch you by surprise when you least expect it
Grave land is where you sit down
You will end up in a graveyard
What goes around, comes the sky's up
Karma will come back to you
Your mouths shut!
Shut your mouth and don't talk about me or betray me
Who the fuck you wanna with?
Who do you want to mess with?
Started around the bottom, ended up at the top
Started from the bottom and became successful
Heard you was in some trouble, I don't retime my clock!
I heard you were in trouble, but I don't have time for that
Did what I did, would it knew it was the cops
I did what I had to do, but I didn't know it would attract police attention
Talk all on the phone, 'till your homie about the block
Talking on the phone about illegal activities and neighborhood gossip
You got me all in the box, thought you was my niggy
You got me into trouble and I thought you were my friend
You got your sentience reduce, cause you told 'em I pulled the trigger
You received a shorter sentence because you told them I was responsible
And now I was looking out for you, you
And I was protecting you
Trying to show 'em just like we do!
Trying to show them how we do things
Put on my shit aside, now
I put my emotions and feelings aside
Figure that I would keep it creepy
I thought I could keep it a secret
This what this real nigga get me!
This is what happens to a real man like me
Locked up like a you got the chance of a
Locked up in jail with no chance of getting out soon
My old bitch wanna beat my dick plenty
My ex is mad at me and wants to hurt me
My shooting finger itchy, but I hope somebody get it
I want to hurt someone, but I hope someone else does it for me
But probably not!
But most likely it won't happen
Tonight I'm sweating in, cause you got me hot, got me hot!
I'm anxious tonight because you made me angry
And get his ass popped!
And I will hurt you
Can't get over how we was, tough as that
I can't get over how we used to be, tough and fearless
Man, we did everything together
We did everything as a team
Fuck our first bitches
We had sex with our first girlfriends
Robbed the first nigga was down for whatever
We robbed someone who was down for anything
And I blast you forever if we had to!
And if necessary, I will hurt you forever
Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: Quincy Mathew Hanley
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