What's the point ?

Yeah
You know what it is on this side, though
Look, ayy
Mama always said I learned the hard way
I was ditching class way back in sixth grade
Young nigga with my uncle on the blade
Seen a bitch pay his pimpin', I ain’t never been the same, uh
Nigga, I’m really official from insane
It ain’t just physical, it’s mental in this game
You niggas mythical, ain’t living what you claim
Boy, it’s shit that I can’t mention, I’m repenting for my ways, uh
I still pray
Separated from my city but I knew in a minute I’d see better days
I tell the snakes keep away
I sucker duck, dummy dodging
Stay away from lollipops, word from goony gates
Real niggas doin' time
Ask around, I keep a nine on my block just in case a nigga try to shine
Yeah, I’m the first to buy 'em
No hesitation, we catch you
Loadin' clips like YouTube when it’s murkin' times
The buster activities, no, I don’t want no part in it
I be duckin' fences and you niggas try to harvest 'em
Was dark, come to light, you scared, turn to Christ
You ridin', then go ride for your side when you lose a life
Somebody tell me, what’s the point? (Why you baggin'?)
You niggas ain’t joints, man, you niggas old
Tell me, what’s the point? (Why you baggin'?)
You niggas ain’t joints, man, you niggas old (Bitch)
Man, you niggas old (You niggas know what it is)
Tell me, what’s the point? (Why you baggin'?)
You niggas ain’t joints, man, you niggas old
What’s the point? Tell me, what’s the point?
Let 'em tell it, everybody with the shit and they a joint
My niggas die in 3rds, they murk with no remorse
I seen solid niggas get to pointing fingers in the court
That’s when he bailed out, told the homies don’t mention it
Catch him in the section, paperwork, represented it
That’s karma, nigga, I’ll just see you at the crossroad
These niggas feel macho, they steady getting knocked though
And Yankee told me let go and let God
But when he died I held a grudge, that’s why I ride with TEC-9's, oh
And I can’t help it, nigga, when it’s rappin' time
I’m gangbanging on the East Side with my set high
You really get super splitted for thinking you super Crippin'
I’m Crippin', the Ruger tempted
I hit him, he hoppin' fences
That’s what these niggas be gettin' for makin' this big decision
Man, all my niggas is hitters, we hit 'em up with a vengeance, oh
Somebody tell me, what’s the point? (Why you baggin'?)
You niggas ain’t joints, man, you niggas old
Tell me, what’s the point? (Why you baggin'?)
You niggas ain’t joints, man, you niggas old (Bitch)
Man, you niggas old (You niggas know what it is)
Tell me, what’s the point? (Why you baggin'?)
You niggas ain’t joints, man, you niggas old
What’s up? Point it back in
When niggas is snitching
Telling they bitches all of the business, oh
What’s up? Point it back in
When niggas is snitching
Telling they bitches all of the business
(You niggas ain’t joints, man, you niggas old)
Man, these niggas ain’t joints
'Cause you gangbanging, what’s the point?
Nigga, tell me, what’s the point?
Man, you niggas old
Old weird ass niggas
Strange ass niggas